THE THRONE

O God of my Delight,  Thy throne of grace is the pleasure ground of my soul.  Here I obtain mercy in time of need, here see the smile of thy reconciled face, here joy pleads the name of Jesus, here I sharpen the sword of the Spirit, 

anoint the shield of faith,

put on the helmet of salvation,

gather manna from thy Word,

am strengthened for each conflict,

nerved for the upward race,

empowered to conquer every foe;

Help me to come to Christ as the fountain head of descending blessings,

as a wide open flood-gate of mercy.

I marvel at my insensate folly, that with such enriching favors within my reach

I am slow to extend the hand to take them.

Have mercy upon my deadness for thy Name's sake.

Quicken me, stir me, fill me with holy seal.

Strengthen me that I may cling to three

and not let thee go.

Taken from Puritan Prayers

The Valley of Vision

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