Length of days does not profit me except the days are passed
in Thy presence, in Thy service, to Thy glory.
Give me a grace that precedes, follows, guides, sustains,
sanctifies, aids every hour,
that I may not be one moment apart from Thee,
but may rely on Thy Spirit
to supply every thought,
speak in every word,
direct every step,
prosper every work,
build up every mote of faith,
and give me a desire
to show forth Thy praise,
testify Thy love,
advance Thy Kingdom.
I launch my bark on the unknown waters of this year,
with Thee, O Father, as my harbour,
Thee, O Son, at my helm,
Thee, O Holy Spirit, filling my sails.
May Thy fear be my awe,
Thy triumphs my joy.
(From The Valley of Vision, a collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions
Edited by Arthur Bennett)