July 10

Every day will I bless thee.—Ps. exlv. 2.

EVERY day do I feel my dependence on God? Every day do I cherish the spirit of thankfulness for his many mercies? While his kind and watchful providence provides for all my wants, does my heart go forth in constant gratitude to him? Do I trace all my blessings to his hand; associate them all with his love; let them all lead me nearer and nearer to him?

When I consider, great God, my dependence on thy providence, and that thy numberless mercies have been so little acknowledged and improved, I am justly afraid lest my unthankfulness should provoke thee to with- hold thy blessings. Pardon me, O God, that I have so little observed, admired, and acknowledged thy won- derful goodness, and give me grace hereafter to observe and value thy kindness as becomes one who has re- ceived so much more than he deserves. And may thy manifold blessings fix such lasting impressions on my soul, that I shall always praise thee faithfully on earth, and at last for ever in heaven.—BISHOP WILSON.

Every morning, Lord, my cry

Shall to thee ascend on high;

Every night my praises show,

What to thy great love I owe.

Blessings fresh each morn appear;

Thanks each morning light shall hear.

Mercies new each day supplies;

Praises new each night shall rise.

Thus shall life one pean be,

Pouring thankfulness to thee!