Help me to approach thee
with becoming conception of thy nature, relations and designs.
Thou inhabitest eternity, and
my life is nothing before thee;
Thou dwellest in the highest heaven and this cannot contain thee;
I live in a house of clay.
Thy power is almighty;
I am crushed before the moth.
Thy understanding is infinite;
I know nothing as I ought to know.
Thou canst not behold evil;
I am vile.
In my ignorance, weakness, fears, depressions,
may thy Spirit help my infirmities
with supplies of wisdom, strength and comfort.
Let me faithfully study my character,
be willing to bring it to light,
observe myself in my trials,
judge the reality and degree of my grace,
consider how I have been ensnared or overcome.
Grant that I may never trust my heart,
depend upon any past experiences,
magnify any present resolutions,
but be strong in the grace of Jesus:
that I may know how to obtain relief from a guilty conscience
without feeling reconciled to my imperfections.
Sustain me under my trials and improve them to me;
give me grace to rest in thee,
and assure me of deliverance.
May I always combine thy majesty with thy mercy,
and connect thy goodness with thy greatness.
Then shall my heart always rejoice in praise to thee.
From The Valley of Vision