God’s Glorious Cause

This morning I had the privilege of leading worship at Stevens Street with several of our students. We opened the service with a hymn by Bob Kauflin from the Sovereign Grace Music album “Valley of Vision” (which you can stream for free online here), based on prayers from the Puritan prayer book by the same name.

After singing “Let Your Kingdom Come”, one of our students read a modified version of the prayer on which the hymn is based, which I altered to “modernize” the language as well as make it a corporate rather than individual prayer. Here’s the song and prayer; may it bless you as it has me!

God’s Cause (Modernized)

Sovereign God,

Your cause, not our own, engages our hearts, and we appeal to you to set up Your kingdom in every place where Satan reigns.

Glorify yourself and we will rejoice, for to bring honor to your name is all we desire.

We love you because you are God, and long that others should know it, feel it, and rejoice in it.

O that all men might love and praise you! That you might have all gloryfrom the whole world! Let sinners be brought to you for your great name!

To our own understanding, everything respecting the conversion of others is as dark as midnight, but you can accomplish great things; the cause is your own, and it is to your glory that men will be saved.

Lord, use us as you will, do with us what you will; but, O, promote your cause! Let your kingdom come, let your purposes be advanced in this world!

Bring people in great numbers to Jesus! Let us see that glorious day, and give us hearts to pray for the salvation of souls; let us be willing to die to that end, and while we live let us work for you with all our strength,  using our time wisely in this work, both in health and in weakness.

It is your cause and your kingdom we long for, not our own, so Father, answer this request! We ask it in Jesus’ name.

Amen.

You can find the original, unaltered version of this prayer here.

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A Prayer for Sleep

Taken from The Valley of Vision:

Blessed Creator,
Thou hast promised thy beloved sleep;
Give me restoring rest needful for tomorrow’s toil;
If dreams be mine, let them not be tinged with evil.
Let thy Spirit make my time of repose
a blessed temple of his holy presence.

May my frequent lying down make me familiar with death,
the bed I approach remind me of the have,
the eyes I now close picture me to their final closing.
Keep me always ready, waiting for admittance to thy presence.
Weaken my attachment to earthly things.
May I hold life loosely in my hand,
knowing that I receive it on condition of its surrender;
As pain and suffering betoken transitory health,
may I not shrink from a death that introduces me to the freshness of eternal youth.

I retire this night in full assurance of one day awaking with thee.
All glory for this precious hope,
for the gospel of grace,
for the unspeakable gift of Jesus,
for the fellowship of the Trinity.
Withhold not thy mercies in the night season;
thy hands never wearies,
thy power needs no repose,
thine eye never sleeps.

Help me when I helpless lie,
when my conscience accuses me of sin,
when my mind is harassed by foreboding thoughts,
when my eyes are held awake by personal anxieties.

Show thyself to me as the God of all grace, love, and power;
thou hast a balm for every wound,
a solace for all anguish,
a remedy for every pain,
a peace for all disquietude.
Permit me to commit myself to thee awake or asleep.