Your Love is Better Than Life
Come Thou Fount
Abide With Me
This is Amazing Grace
O living God,
I bless thee
that I see the worst of my heart as well as the best of it,
that I can sorrow for those sins that carry me away from you,
that it is your deep and dear mercy to threaten
punishment so that I may return to you and truly live.
My sin is to look on my faults and be discouraged,
or to look on my good and be puffed up.
I fall short of your glory every day by spending
by thinking that the things I do are good,
when they are not done to your end,
nor spring from the rules of your Word.
My sin is to fear what never will be;
I forget to submit to your will, and fail to be quiet there.
But Scripture teaches me that your active will
reveals a steadfast purpose on my behalf,
and this quiets my soul,
and makes me love you fully.
Keep me always in the understanding
that your redeemed children mourn more for sin than
other men, for when they see how great is your wrath
against sin, and how Christ’s death alone pacifies that wrath,
that makes them mourn all the more.
Help me to see that although I am in the wilderness
it is not all briars and barrenness.
I have bread from heaven, streams from the rock,
light by day, fire by night,
your dwelling place and your mercy seat.
I am sometimes discouraged by the way,
but though winding and trying it is safe and short;
Death dismays me, but my great high priest,
Jesus Christ stands in its waters,
and will open me a passage,
and beyond is a better country.
While I live let my life be exemplary,
When I die may my end be peace.
(Adapted to modern language from “Shortcomings” in The Valley of Vision)