IN ALL THESE THINGS

IN ALL THESE THINGS

O Unapproachable Light, how can I fold these guilty hands before Thee? How can I pray to Thee with lips that have spoken false and churlish words?
A heart hardened with vindictive passions:
An unruly tongue:
A fretful disposition:
An unwillingness to bear the burden of others:
An undue willingness to let others bear my burdens:
High professions joined to low attainments:
Fine words hiding shabby thoughts:
A friendly face masking a cold heart:
Many neglected opportunities and many uncultivated talents:
Much love and beauty unappreciated and many blessings unacknowledged:
All these I confess to Thee, O God.
I thank Thee, O loving Father, that, holy and transcendent as Thou art, Thou hast through all the ages shown Thyself to be accessible to the prayers of erring mortals such as I; and especially I praise Thy name that in the Gospel of Christ Jesus Thou hast opened up a new and living way into Thy presence, making Thy mercy free to all who have nothing else to plead.
Let me now find peace of heart by fleeing from myself and taking refuge in Thee.
Let despair over my miserable sins give place to joy in Thine adorable goodness.
Let depression of mind make way for renewed zeal and for the spirit of Thy service.
In all these things, and in Thy strength, my soul now stands secure in Thee.
Amen.
-John Baillie
A Diary of Private Prayer
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"For with Thee is the fountain of life;
In Thy light shall we see light."
Psalm 36:9