31
December 2024
Rid us, O Lord, of the arrogant delusion that our age is
harder to live in, harder to live through and be decent in than any age ever
was, that we are being tried as our fathers never were, that we have more
excuse for our neurotic screaming, our pitiful muddling, our eroded standards,
our sentimental slobbering, our pinching terror at the shadows of the future
cast upon our way than any men who ever walked beneath Your heaven and on Your
earth. Teach us, O Lord, by Your sane and steadying Word that we stand before
You as we always stood, living of Your grace and moving toward Your judgment, that the Bomb and the terrible technological trifles of our time have
not altered the great, plain, steady fact that You are Lord and nd have not
changed the blessed time of Your coming as a thief in the night.
Martin Franzmann
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