Gracious
Lord,
Thy
name is love,
in love receive my prayer.
My
sins are more than the wide sea’s sand,
but where sin abounds, there is grace more
abundant.
Look
to the cross of Thy beloved Son,
and view the preciousness of His atoning
blood;
Listen
to His never-failing intercession,
and whisper to my heart, ‘Thy sins are
forgiven,
be of good cheer, lie down in peace.’
Grace
cataracts from heaven and flows for ever,
and mercy never wearies in bestowing benefits.
Grant
me more and more
to prize the privilege of prayer,
to come to Thee as a sin-soiled sinner,
to find pardon in Thee,
to converse with Thee;
to know Thee in prayer as
the path in which my feet tread,
the latch upon the door of my lips,
the light that shines through my eyes,
the music of my ears,
the marrow of my understanding,
the strength of my will,
the power of my affection,
the sweetness of my memory.
May
the matter of my prayer be always wise, humble, submissive,
obedient, scriptural, Christ-like.
Give
me unwavering faith that supplications are never in vain,
that if I seem not to obtain my petitions
I shall have larger, richer answers,
surpassing all that I ask or think.
Unsought,
Thou hast given me the greatest gift,
the Person of Thy Son,
and in Him Thou wilt give me all I need.”
-A
Puritan’s Prayer from The Valley of Vision Edited by Arthur Bennett Published by The Banner of Truth Trust Carlisle, PA
2002
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