A Puritan Prayer

May his comforts cheer me in my sorrows, his strength sustain me in my trials, his presence render me a fruitful tree of holiness, his might establish me in peace and joy, his incitements make me ceaseless in prayer, his animations kindle in me undying devotion. Send him as the searcher of my heart to show me more of my corruptions and helplessness, that I may flee to thee, cling to thee, rest on thee, as the beginning and end of my salvation. May I never vex him by my indifference and waywardness, grieve him by my cold welcome, resist him by my hard rebellion.