I  have been hasty and short in private prayer,

      O quicken my conscience to feel this folly,

      to bewail this ingratitude;

My first sin of the day leads into others,

   and it is just that thou shouldst withdraw

     thy presence

   from one who waited carelessly on thee.

Keep me at all times from robbing thee,

   and from depriving my soul of thy due worship;

Let me never forget

   that I have an eternal duty to love, honour

     and obey thee,

   that thou art infinitely worthy of such;

   that if I fail to glorify thee

I am guilty of infinite evil that merits infinite

   punishment,

     for sin is the violation of an infinite obligation.

O forgive me if I have dishonoured thee,

Melt my heart, heal my backslidings,

   and open an intercourse of love.

When the fire of thy compassion warms my

     inward man,

   and the outpourings of thy Spirit fill my soul,

     then I feelingly wonder at my own depravity,

     and deeply abhor myself;

     then thy grace is a powerful incentive

       to repentance,

     and an irresistible motive to inward holiness.

May I never forget that thou hast my heart

   in thy hands.

Apply to it the merits of Christ’s atoning blood

   whenever I sin.

Let thy mercies draw me to thyself.

Wean me from all evil, mortify me to the world,

   and make me ready for my departure hence

   animated by the humiliations of penitential love.

My soul is often a chariot without wheels,

   clogged and hindered in sin’s miry clay;

Mount it on eagle’s wings

   and cause it to soar upward to thyself.