dreadful hour when my manifold transgressions will be laid before me. What must become of me, if my iniquities are to decide my eternal destiny? O Jesus, let me not go alone before the throne of divine justice; come thou into my soul; accompany me to 1 he tribunal of God; there let all thy mercies plead for me. I have nothing to trust to in myself, but upon thy infinite goodness I have every reason to rely. Let us then, my soul, confidently recur to the mercies of our Lord; there let us shelter ourselves in the virtue of his blessed wounds; there, though our sins cry aloud for justice, his precious blood cries still louder for mercy. It is in this mercy I place my confidence, and in this hope I desire to die. Come now, dear Jesus, into my soul, and possess it for ever.
Thou art “ my Lord and my God ” ( John xx. 28); behold I am thy servant; give me understanding, and strengthen me, that I may ever conform to thy holy will.
Thou art the Lamb of God, the spotless Lamb, who takest away the sins of the world. Cleanse me from all that is sinful, and give me that which is pleasing in thy sight.
Thou art my love and my joy, my God and my all; thou art my portion and inheritance.
Let the powerful force of thy love affect all my faculties; let it entirely change my heart, that I may die to the world for the love of thee, who wast pleased to die on the cross for the love of me.
“ Into thy hands I commend my spirit ” (Pa. xxx. 6), my whole being, and the remainder of my life, whilst I am in possession of it, and have the power of making the offer and sacrifice. Amen.
