O Living God,
I bless You
that I see the worst of my heart as well as the best of it,
that I can sorrow for those sins that carry me from You,
that it is Your deep and dear mercy to threaten punishment
so that I may return, pray, live.
My sin is to look on my faults and be discouraged,
or to look on my good and be puffed up.
I fall short of Your glory every day by spending hours unprofitably,
by thinking that the things I do are good,
when they are not done to Your end,
nor spring from the rules of Your Word.
My sin is to fear what never will be;
I forget to submit to Your will, and fail to be quiet there.
But Scripture teaches me that Your active will
reveals a steadfast purpose on my behalf,
and this quietens my soul, and makes me love You.
Keep me always in the understanding
that saints mourn more for sin than other men,
for when they see how great is Your wrath against sin,
and how Christ’s death alone pacifies that wrath,
that makes them mourn the more.
Help me to see that although I am in the wilderness
it is not all briars and barrenness.
I have bread from heaven, streams from the rock,
light by day, fire by night,Your dwelling place and Your mercy seat.
I am sometimes discouraged by the way,
but though winding and trying it is safe and short;
Death dismays me, but my great High Priest stands in its waters,
and will open me a passage,and beyond is a better country.
While I live let my life be exemplary,When I die may my end be peace.
Taken from The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth Trust, 1975), p. 85.