Great Are You Lord
Come As You Are
No Longer Slaves
Heavenly Father who hears my prayers,
Teach me to pray.
I confess that in religious exercises
the language of my lips and the feelings
of my heart have not always agreed,
that I have frequently taken carelessly upon
my tongue a name never pronounced above
without reverence and humility,
that I have often desired things which would
have injured me,
that I have depreciated some of my chief mercies,
that I have erred both on the side of my hopes
and also of my fears,
that I am unfit to choose for myself,
for it is not in me to direct my steps.
Let your Spirit help my infirmities,
for I know not what to pray for as I ought.
Let him produce in me wise desires by which
I may ask right things,
then I shall know you hear me.
May I never be impatient for temporal blessings,
but always refer them to your fatherly goodness,
for you know what I need before I ask;
May I never think I prosper unless my soul prospers,
or that I am rich unless rich toward you my God,
or that I am wise unless wise unto salvation.
May I seek first your kingdom and its righteousness.
May I value things in relation to eternity.
May my spiritual welfare be my highest cause.
May I be poor, afflicted, despised and have
rather than be successful in enterprise,
or have more than my heart can wish,
or be admired by my fellow-men,
if thereby these things make me forget you.
May I regard the world as dreams, lies, vanities,
exhaustion of spirit,
and desire to depart from it.
And may I seek my happiness in your favor,
your image, your presence, your service.