A beautiful passage from The Valley of Vision:
“Help me to live circumspectly,
with skill to convert every care into prayer,
Halo my path with gentleness and love,
smooth every asperity of temper;
let me not forget how easy it is to occasion grief;
may I strive to bind up every wound,
and pour oil on all troubled waters.
May the world this day be happier and better because I live.
Let my mast before me be the Savior’s cross,
and every incoming wave the fountain in his side.
Help me, protect me in the moving sea
until I reach the shore of unceasing praise.”
Good, huh.
Having said that, I’ve found many of the Puritan prayers in The Valley of Vision terribly depressing and exercises in self-loathing, so I’d tread carefully with that book.
Nevertheless, “Voyage” is a gem.
