“I offer myself to Thee – to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will. Take away my difficulties, that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy power, Thy love, and Thy way of life. May I do Thy will always! Show me how to live.”
“Relieve me of this fear and direct my attention to what you would have me be.”
“I am now willing that you should have all of me, good and bad. I pray that you now remove from me every single defect of character which stands in the way of my usefulness to you. Grant me strength, as I go out from here, to do your bidding.”
“I devoutly adore you, O hidden one,
Truly hidden beneath these appearances.
My whole heart submits to you,
And in contemplating you, It surrenders itself completely.
Sight, touch, taste are all deceived in their judgment of you,
But hearing suffices firmly to believe.”
“I am heartily sorry
for having offended Thee
and I detest my faults
above every other evil
because they displease Thee.
Who, in Thy infinite wisdom,
art so deserving of all my love
and I firmly resolve
with the help of Thy grace
never more to offend Thee
and to amend my life.”
“From the desire of being esteemed, Deliver me.
From the desire of being loved, Deliver me.
From the desire of being extolled, Deliver me.
From the desire of being honored, Deliver me.
From the desire of being praised, Deliver me.
From the desire of being preferred to others, Deliver me.
From the desire of being consulted, Deliver me.
From the desire of being approved, Deliver me.
From the fear of being humiliated, Deliver me.
From the fear of being despised, Deliver me.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, Deliver me.
From the fear of being calumniated, Deliver me.
From the fear of being forgotten, Deliver me.
From the fear of being ridiculed, Deliver me.
From the fear of being wronged, Deliver me.
From the fear of being suspected, Deliver me.”
“You with me, you before me, you behind me,
You in me, you beneath me, you above me,
You on my right, you on my left,
You where I lie, you where I sit, you where I arise.”
Mallory is an Editor of The Toast.