Checkbook of the Bank of Faith

"IF any of you lack wisdom." There is no "if" in the matter, for I am sure I lack it. What do I know? How can I guide my own way? How can I direct others? Lord, I am a mass of folly, and wisdom I have none.

You say, "Let him ask of God." Lord, I now ask. Here at your footstool I ask to be furnished with heavenly wisdom for this day's perplexities, ay, and for this day's simplicities; for I know I may do very stupid things, even in plain matters, unless you do keep me out of mischief.

I thank you that all I have to do is to ask. What grace is this on your part, that I have only to pray in faith, and you will give me wisdom! You do here promise me a liberal education, and that, too, without an angry tutor, or a scolding usher. This, too, you will bestow without a fee—bestow it on a fool who lacks wisdom. O Lord, I thank you for that positive and expressive word, "It shall be given him." I believe it. You will this day make your babe to know the hidden wisdom which the carnally prudent never learn. You will guide me with your counsel, and afterwards receive me to glory.