through these trials, teach me

Liberation of St. Peter by Bartolomé Esteban Murillo c 1660’s, via Wikimedia Commons

My strength fails;
I feel only weakness, irritation and depression.
I am tempted to complain and to despair.
What has become of the courage I was so proud of
  and that gave me so much self-confidence?
In addition to my pain, I have to bear the shame of my fretful feebleness.

Lord, destroy my pride; leave it no resource.
How happy I shall be if you can teach me
  by these terrible trials that I am nothing,
  that I can do nothing
  and that you are all!

François Fénelon, 1651-1715, Archbishop of Cabrai, France


Praise our God, all peoples,
    let the sound of his praise be heard;
 he has preserved our lives
    and kept our feet from slipping.
For you, God, tested us;
    you refined us like silver.
You brought us into prison
    and laid burdens on our backs.
You let people ride over our heads;
    we went through fire and water,
    but you brought us to a place of abundance.

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