Morning Bells; Or, Waking Thoughts for Little Ones by Frances Ridley Havergal
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A heart from sin set free!
A heart that always feels Thy blood, So freely shed for me. "A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer's throne; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone." 15. Fifteenth Day. The Gift of the Holy Spirit. "I will put my Spirit within you."--Ezek. xxxvi. 27. Many years ago a good clergyman wrote a tiny prayer, so short that no one could help remembering it if they once heard it. God seemed to set that little prayer "upon wheels," so that it might run everywhere. It was printed on large cards and hung up, and it was printed on small ones and kept in Bibles and pocket-books. It was taught to classes and schools and whole congregations, and now thousands upon thousands pray it constantly. It is a prayer which must be heard, because it asks for what God has promised to give; and it asks for this through Him whom the Father heareth always. It is this: "O God, give me Thy Holy Spirit, for Jesus Christ's sake. Amen." Will you not pray it too? Begin this morning, and go on, not |
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