A song that we sing fairly regularly at our church is actually based on an old Puritan prayer found in the classic book of Puritan prayers, titled The Valley of Vision. Sometimes, in the Baptist denomination, we can tend to shy away from prayers written out by others. Yet there is such richness in praying prayers that others have prayed before us with language that beautifully expresses our hearts, but that we would have struggled to put into words.
We
also realize when we pray these prayers that prayer is more than “moving down a
prayer list.” There is an element of worship, penitence, and praise that can
transcend time and cultures so that we can pray the same things as were prayed
over 500 years ago (or even over 2000 years ago... think about the Lord’s
prayer or Paul’s prayers for the churches recorded in his letters). So, here is
the prayer I referred to. If you’ve been at Grace, even if just for a few
months, I think you may recognize fairly quickly what song has sprung from
these lyrics, and you may carry this song (and prayer!) with you throughout the
week.
O God of the highest heaven,
Occupy
the throne of my heart,
Take
full possession and reign supreme,
Lay
low every rebel lust,
Let
no vile passion resist thy holy war;
Manifest
thy mighty power and make me thine for ever.
Thou art worthy to be praised with my
every breath
Loved
with my every faculty of soul,
Served
with my every act of life.
Thou hast loved me, espoused me,
received me,
Purchased,
washed, favoured, clothed, adorned me
When
I was worthless, vile, soiled, polluted.
I was dead in iniquities,
Having
no eyes to see thee,
No
ears to hear thee,
No
taste to relish thy joys,
No
intelligence to know thee;
But thy Spirit has quickened me,
Has
brought me into a new world as a new creature,
Has
given me spiritual perception,
Has
opened to me thy Word as a light, guide, solace, joy.
Thy presence is to me a treasure of
unending peace;
No provocation can part me from thy
sympathy,
For
thou hast drawn me with cords of love,
And
dost forgive me daily, hourly.
O help me then to walk worthy of thy
love,
Of
my hopes and my vocation.
Keep me, for I cannot keep myself;
Protect me that no evil befall me;
Let me lay aside every sin admired of
many;
Help me to walk by thy side, lean on thy
arm,
Hold
converse with thee,
That henceforth I may be salt of the
earth and a blessing to all.
--Amy O'Rear
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