March The Twenty-Ninth

O GOD, my God, I am all weakness, but Thou art my Strength; I am ever anew bowed down by any trial, but Thou canst and willest to life me up. Let me not fail, O God, my Strength; let me not be discouraged, O God, my Hope. Draw me each day, if it be but a little nearer unto Thee; make me, each day, if it be but a little less unlike Thee; let me do or bear each day something, for love of Thee, whereby I may be fitter for Thee, to behold Thee. Let no day pass, let not to-morrow pass, without my having done something pleasing unto Thee. Thus alone would I live, that may live more unto Thee; thus would I die, longing to love Thee more - Amen.

- E.B. PUSEY