The Valley of Vision

We went to Tulsa to visit my sister, Gayle, her husband Greg and their daughters for Thanksgiving. During the down time and while others watched football I read the book titled The Valley of Vision by Arthur Bennett. It is a collection of puritan prayers. The following is one of the prayers that I have rewritten a bit for myself. Sorry but I do not recall the prayer name or page number.

Father,

Thank you for Christ who became all anguish that I might be all joy,
Who was cast off that I might be brought in,
Who was trodden down that I might be welcomed as a friend,
Who surrendered to hell’s worst that I might attain heaven’s best,
Who was stripped that I might be clothed,
Who was wounded that I might be healed,
Who was thirsty that I might drink,
Who was tormented that I might be comforted,
Who was shamed that I might inherit glory,
Who entered darkness that I might have eternal light,
Who wept so that my teas might be wiped away,
Who groaned that I might have endless song,
Who endured all pain that I might have unfading health,
Who bore a thorned crown that I might have a glory-diadem,
Who bowed His head that I might uplift mine,
Who experienced reproach that I might receive welcome,
Who expired that I might live forever,
Who rose from the grave that I might have hope,
Who chose me for his own that I might glorify Him,
Who loves me unconditionally that I might love unconditionally,

Oh Father help me to love and adore you with my lips and my life

Amen