our bones. Accept us, correct us, guide us, thy guilty innocents.
Dry our vain tears, wipe out our vain resentments, help our yet
vainer efforts. If there be any here, sulking as children will,
deal with and enlighten him. Make it day about that person, so
that he shall see himself and be ashamed. Make it heaven about
him, Lord, by the only way to heaven, forgetfulness of self, and
make it day about his neighbours, so that they shall help, not
hinder him.



FOR RENEWAL OF JOY



WE are evil, O God, and help us to see it and amend. We are good,
and help us to be better. Look down upon thy servants with a
patient eye, even as Thou sendest sun and rain; look down, call
upon the dry bones, quicken, enliven; recreate in us the soul of
service, the spirit of peace; renew in us the sense of joy.