A Prayer of Hilda of Whitby

May I be equal to Your hope of me.
If I am weak,
I ask that You send only what I can bear.
If I am strong,
may I shrink from no testing
that shall yield increase of strength
or win security for my spirit.
I trust in Thee, O Lord.
I say, ‘ Thou art my God.'
My times are in Thy hand,
my times are in Thy hand.


Christine O'Reilly said...

Thank you, Bob, for this and all your prayer posts; I am a faithful reader from up in Canada....your blog blesses me!

Hoss said...

Christine, thank YOU for reading the blog...and for commenting! God bless you.