O my forgetful soul,
Wake up from your wandering dream;
turn from chasing empty things
look inward, forward, upward
view yourself,
reflect upon yourself,
who and what you are, why you are here
what you must soon be.
You are a creature of God
formed and furnished by him,
housed in a body like a shepherd in his tent;
Do you not desire to know God's ways?
O God,
You injured, neglected, provoked benefactor
when I think upon your greatness and your goodness
I am ashamed at my dullness,
I blush to lift up my face,
for I have foolishly erred.
Should I go on neglecting you,
when every one of your rational creatures should love you
and take every care to please you?
I confess that you have not been in all my thoughts,
that the knowledge of you as the end of my being has been strangely overlooked,
that I have never seriously considered my heart-need
But although my mind is perplexed and divided,
and my nature is perverse,
yet my secret dispositions still desire you.
Let me not delay to come to you;
Break the fatal enchantment that binds my evil affections
and bring me to a happy mind that rests in you,
for you have made me and cannot forget me.
Let your Spirit teach me the vital lessons of Christ,
for I am slow to learn;
And hear my broken cries.
My husband and I attended a marriage conference recently where they mentioned the Puritan prayers. I looked through some of the originals and they are beautiful, but definitely dated. I love the language you use and have enjoyed reading through these.
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