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TO thee, O my God, belongs Praise and Adoration, for endowing me with those excellent Powers of Vnderstanding and Love, but to me Shame and Confusion of face, for misapplying the one, and not attending to the Dictates of the other.
I blush, O my God, and am asha∣med to think that my nature should stand so much inclined to irregular
Love, a thing so full of Mischief and Folly, but much more that I my self should bring my self into such a state of impotence and depravation. My heart sheweth me the great Foulness and Abomi∣nableness of Sin, and yet I find my self over prone to commit it. So Foolish am I and Ignorant, and even as a Beast before thee.
But I desire, O my God, to be yet more vile. I am not vile e∣nough in my own eyes, though too much so in thine. Nor can I ever be vile enough in my Opinion, for being so vile in my Nature. Strike me then I beseech thee with a deep, and with a lively sense of my own Wretchedness, and make me as Humble as I am Wicked.
And since, through the Infirmity of my flesh, I am so apt to err in the conduct and application of my Love, O hold thou up my goings in thy Paths, that my Footsteps slip not. Make me always to attend to that Divine Light of thine within my Breast, and let the victorious sweetness of thy Grace out-charm
Psal. 19.