George Whitefield: Piercing Heaven – Puritan’s Prayers

Oh when will I be free from indwelling sin? Lord deliver me from this body of death!

Deal with me as it pleases you, Lord. You may justly take everything from me, for I have abused your lovingkindness. God be merciful to me, a sinner.

What am I, that I should be fed daily with heavenly manna? Lord, you fill my soul. Let me praise you with joyful lips.

I adore your infinite goodness that reaches down to me. Do not leave me to myself, but purge me for your mercy’s sake, that I may bring forth more fruit. Correct me when I go astray, and lead me in your perfect way.

Dearest Lord, for your mercy’s sake never let me distrust you again! Oh me of little faith.

Lord, your judgments are like the great deep. Your footsteps are not known. Just and holy are you, O King of saints!

In the season of night, let me arise and give you thanks. Let my speech be of your lovingkindness and tender mercies, all day long.

May it be my sleep, my food and drink, to do the will of my Heavenly Father.

You who holds the wind in your fists, and the waters in the palms of your hands, accept our thanks for your past mercies. Set apart our travels, and if it is best, carry us with speed to where we should go. Send me wherever and whenever it seems good to your divine majesty.

Raise my heart and make your power known in the hearts of your people. Add daily to your church those who will be saved. They are noted in your book; let them also be written on my heart.

And now let your servants depart in peace, for our eyes have seen and our hearts have felt your salvation.

Even so come Lord Jesus, come quickly.

Amen and Amen.