Weaknesses

I have a precious little book which sits by my praying chair.  It is titled, “The Valley of Vision“. I had become familiar with it in snippets throughout the internet, and then noticed that Nancy Leigh DeMoss was posting portions in her Facebook posts. I expressed gratitude for one particular quotation, saying that I’d love to get a copy of the whole volume some day.  She sent me a private message, asking for my address, so she could send me one!  I was amazed! She’s a very busy, very prominent lady…and still, she cared for this little SAHM/pastor’s wife from the “middle of nowhere” in Wyoming. Precious.

So, I’m going to share a portion here to bless your socks off.  I LOVE this little book. It has transformed me when my spirit has felt worked over, calloused, and blistered from the heat of the day.  Tell me if this does something for you:

O Spirit of God,

Help my infirmities;

When I am pressed down with a load of sorrow,

perplexed and knowing not what to do, slandered and persecuted,

made to feel the weight of the cross,

help me, I pray thee.

If thou seest in me

any wrong thing encouraged,

any evil desire cherished,

any delight that is not thy delight,

any habit that grieves thee,

any nest of sin in my heart,

then grant me the kiss of thy forgiveness,

and teach my feet to walk the way of

thy commandments.

Deliver me from carking care,

and make me a happy, holy person;

Help me to walk the separated life with firm and brave step,

and to wrestle successfully against weakness;

Teach me to laud, adore,

and magnify thee,

with the music of heaven,

And make me a perfume of praiseful gratitude

to thee.

I do not crouch at thy feet as a slave before a tyrant,

but exult before thee as a son with a father.

Give me power to live as thy child in all my actions,

and to exercise sonship by conquering self.

Preserve me from the intoxication that comes

of prosperity;

Sober me when I am glad with a joy that comes

not from thee.

Lead me safely on to the eternal kingdom,

not asking whether the road be rough or smooth.

I request only to see the face of him I love,

to be content with bread to eat,

with raiment to put on,

if I can be brought to thy house in peace.

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