Octavius Winslow: Piercing Heaven – Puritan’s Prayers

Jesus, it is my aim divine, hence to have no will but yours.
Let me covenant with you, yours forevermore to be.
This my prayer, and this alone:
Savior, let your will be done!
You to love, to live to you: this my daily portion be.
Nothing to my Lord I give, but from him I must first receive.
Lord, for me your blood was spilled.
Lead me, guide me, as you will.
All that is opposed to you, however dear it be,
From my heart the idol tear.
You shall have no rival there.
Only you will fill the throne.
Savior, let your will be done.
Will you, Lord, in me fulfill
All the pleasure of your will.
Yours in life, and yours in death.
Yours in every fleeting breath.
You my hope and joy alone.
Savior, let your will be done.

Amen.