Lord Jesus, I am sinful.
Help me that I may
never cease grieving because of my sin,
never be content with myself,
never think I can reach a point of perfection.
Kill my envy,
command my tongue,
trample down my selfish pride.
Give me grace to be holy, kind, gentle, pure, peaceable,
- to live for You and not for myself,
- to copy Your words, acts, spirit,
- to be transformed into Your likeness,
- to be consecrated and set apart entirely to You,
- to live completely for Your glory.
Deliver me from attachment to things unclean,
- from wrong associations,
- from the predominance of evil passions,
- from the sugar of sin as well as its bitterness;
- that I may, with self-loathing, deep contrition, and earnest heart searching,
- come to You,
- cast myself on You,
- trust in You, cry to You,
- and be delivered by You.
O God, the Eternal Everything,
help me to know that all things are shadows, but You are the Substance,
- all things are quicksand, but You are the Mountain,
- all things are shifting, but You are the Anchor,
- all things are ignorance, but You are the Wisdom.
If my life is to be a vessel used to purify a love of God amid a burning heat, so be it,
but dear Christ, sit at the furnace mouth to watch the ore that no good from You is lost.
If I sin willfully, grievously, tormentedly,
Then Shake me, Shock me, Unhinge me by Your Grace
Undress every hidden place and remove my obscure idols Christ, until I’m only Thine
In Mercy…
- take away my mourning and give me music;
- remove my sackcloth and clothe me with beauty;
- still my sighs and fill my mouth with song,
- and over my wintry heart send the summer breeze of Your Favor
Undress every hidden place and remove my obscure idols Christ, until I’m only Thine
