My Prayer

Be merciful unto me. According to the weight of the burden that grieveth us, is the cry that comes from us. "Have pity upon us, have pity upon us!" :Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee . Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me. Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens. This is the chorus of the Psalm. Before he has quite concluded his prayer the good man interjects a verse of praise; and glorious praise too, seeing it comes from the lion's den and from amid the coals of fire. Higher than the heavens is the Most High, and so high ought our praises to rise. Above even the power of cherubim and seraphim to express it, the glory of God is revealed and is to be acknowledged by us. Let thy glory be above all the earth. As above, so below, let thy praises, O thou great Jehovah, be universally proclaimed. As the air surrounds all nature, so let thy praises gird the earth with a zone of song.