God of my end, it is my greatest, noblest pleasure to be acquainted with Thee and

with my rational, immortal soul; it is sweet and entertaining to look into my being when

all my powers and passions are united and engaged in pursuit of Thee, when my soul

longs and passionately breathes after conformity to Thee and the full enjoyment of Thee;

no hours pass away with so much pleasure as those spent in communion with Thee and

with my heart.

O how desirable, how profitable to the Christian life is a spirit of holy

watchfulness and godly jealousy over myself when my soul is afraid of nothing except

grieving and offending Thee, the blessed God, my Father and friend, whom I then love

and long to please, rather than be happy in myself! Knowing, as I do, that this is the

pious temper, worthy of the highest ambition, and closest pursuit of intelligent creatures

and holy Christians, may my joy derive from glorifying and delighting Thee. I long to fill

all my time for Thee, whether at home or in the way; to place all my concerns in Thy

hands; to be entirely at Thy disposal, having no will or interest of my own. Help me to

live to Thee for ever, to make Thee my last and only end, so that I may never more in one

instance love my sinful self.


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