When Peril Pursues - A Puritan Prayer

I wonder if King David could have penned this prayer too?

Dear Jesus, the lover and keeper of my soul,

I am sadly harassed by doubts, fears, unbelief,

in a felt spiritual darkness.

My heart is full of evil surmisings and disquietude,

and I cannot act faith at all.

My heavenly Pilot has disappeared,

and I have lost my hold on the Rock of Ages;

I sink in deep mire beneath storms and waves,

in horror and distress unutterable.

Help me, O Lord,

to throw myself absolutely and wholly on thee,

for better, for worse, without comfort,

and all but hopeless.

Grant that I may welcome that humbling in private

so that I might enjoy thee in public;

Give me a mountain top as high as the valley is low.

Thy grace can melt the worst sinner, and I am as he;

Yet thou hast made me a monument of mercy,

a trophy of redeeming power;

In my distress let me not forget this. Amen#

The Last Word:

Hear my voice when I call, Lord; be merciful to me and answer. (Psalm 27:7)

#This prayer has been edited by SoulSupply. Read the original here

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