O Thou light of my heart, Thou bread of my inmost soul, thanks be to Thee, my joy and my glory, my confidence and my God, thanks be to Thee for Thy gifts. Preserve them to me, for so wilt Thou preserve me myself, and those things shall be enlarged and perfected which Thou hast given me, and I myself shall be with Thee, Who didst give me being —— O Lord, my God, I lay my whole heart upon the altar of Thy praise, a whole burnt-offering of praise I offer to Thee. Let the flame of Thy love set afire my whole heart; let nothing in me be left to myself, nothing wherein to look to myself; but may I burn wholly before Thee. Lord, let Thy fire consume all that is mine: let all be Thine.
–Robert W. Rodenmayer, ed., The Pastor’s Prayerbook: Selected and arranged for various occasions (New York: Oxford University Press, 1960)
Quintessential Icelandic mountain scene #2: Vestrahornhttps://t.co/eLFwdPzZvP#iceland #photographer @ThePhotoHour @StormHour pic.twitter.com/k9X3Q7LMGK
— Adrian Hendroff (@adrianhendroff) January 28, 2026
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