Morning prayer · 11 October

Till the day breaks

A dim room where a single candle on a windowsill is slowly outshone by the first grey light of dawn creeping through the glass, the candle flame looking small and pale next to the growing daylight.

Eternal Light, next to you all darkness is light, and every other light is only darkness! Please send out your light and your truth to lead me. Make my soul clean from every impure thought, so that your beautiful, holy image is made new in me again. As I look at how perfect and glorious you are, may I feel myself becoming more like you each day, until at last I see you fully and am happy with you forever. Until that blessed day breaks and the shadows run away, let your Spirit be with me always. May I feel your grace guiding and holding up my steps, so that all I do for the rest of my life brings glory to your name. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Send out Your light and Your truth; let them lead me. Let them bring me to Your holy mountain and to the place where You dwell.

Psalm 43:3 (BSB)

Adapted from Robert Leighton, via Prayers Ancient and Modern (1897), in plain words. The verse is from the Berean Standard Bible (public domain). Drawing: Mutter.