Enchanted Warrior: The Entreaty of Love

The Appeal of Love

Gracious Lord,

Thy name is love,

in love receive my prayer.

My sins are more than the wide sea's sand,

but where sin abounds, there is grace more abundant.

Look to the track of thy dear Son,

and see the dearness of his atoning blood;

Listen to his never-failing intercession,

and whispering to my heart, 'Thy sins are forgiven,

be of good cheer, lie low in peace.'

Grace cataracts from paradise and flows for ever,

and mercy never wearies in bestowing benefits.

Grant me more and more

to award the prerogative of prayer,

to arrive to thee as a sin-soiled sinner,

to obtain pardon in thee,

to discourse with thee;

to love thee in appeal as

the way in which my feet tread,

the latch upon the threshold of my lips,

the spark that shines through my eyes,

the medicine of my ears,

the heart of my understanding,

the force of my will,

the ability of my affection,

the pleasantness of my memory.

May the count of my prayer be always wise, humble, submissive,

obedient, scriptural, Christ-like.

Give me unwavering faith that supplications are never in vain,

that if I look not to get my petitions

I shall have larger, richer answers,

surpassing all that I ask or think.

Unsought, thou hast given me the greatest gift,

the soul of thy Son,

and in him thou wilt make me all I need.

I know the words of olden days: 'the latch upon the threshold of my lips,' may it be so of me. It sparks something deep within. This small volume called the Vale of Vision never leaves my coffee table. The spirit of the Puritans who wrote these love letters of appeal are complete and poignant. May the center of our understanding be founded in Christ Jesus. Amen.

Blessings,

E.W.