It is amazing love, that thou hast sent thy Son to suffer in my stead, that thou hast added the Spirit to teach, comfort, guide, that though hast allowed the ministry of angels to wall me round; All heaven subserves the welfare of a poor worm.

Permit thy unseen servants to be ever active on my behalf, and to rejoice when grace expands in me. 

Suffer them never to rest until my conflict is over, and I stand victorious on salvation’s shore. 

Grant that my proneness to evil, deadness to good, resistance to thy Spirit’s motions, may never provoke thee to abandon me. 

May my hard heart awake thy pity, not thy wrath, And if the enemy gets an advantage through my corruption, let it be seen that heaven is mightier than hell, that those for me are greater than those against me. 

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