Treatise Collection Of Forms Of Prayer
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-treatise-collection-of-forms-of-prayer-005 |
| Words | 396 |
O my God, I desire to fear them more
than death; let me not serve these cruel tyrants, but do
thou reign in my breast; let me be ever thy servant, and
love thee with all my heart. Deliver me, O God, from too intense an application to even
necessary business. I know how this dissipates my thoughts
from the one end of all my business, and impairs ta' lively
perception I would ever retain of thee standing at my right
hand. I know the narrowness of my heart, and that an
eager attention to earthly things leaves it no room for the
things of heaven. O teach me to go through all my employ
ments with so truly disengaged a heart, that I may still see
thee in all things, and see thee therein as continually looking
upon me, and searching my reins; and that I may never impair
that liberty of spirit which is necessary for the love of thee. Deliver me, O God, from a slothful mind, from all luke
warmness, and all dejection of spirit. I know these cannot
but deaden my love to thee; mercifully free my heart from
them, and give me a lively, zealous, active, and cheerful
spirit; that I may vigorously perform whatever thou com
mandest, thankfully suffer whatever thou choosest for me,
and be ever ardent to obey in all things thy holy love. Deliver me, O God, from all idolatrous love of any creature. I know infinite numbers have been lost to thee, by loving those
creatures for their own sake, which thou permittest, nay, even
commandest, to love subordinately to thee. Preserve me, I
beseech thee, from all such blind affection; be thou a guard
to all my desires, that they fix on no creature any farther than
the love of it tends to build me up in the love of thee. Thou
requirest me to love thee with all my heart: Undertake for
me, I beseech thee, and be thou my security, that I may
never open my heart to anything, but out of love to thee. Above all, deliver me, O my God, from all idolatrous self
love. I know, O God, (blessed be thy infinite mercy for
giving me this knowledge,) that this is the root of all evil. I know thou madest me, not to do my own will, but thine.