Berean Crossroads

O LORD GOD WHO INHABITEST ETERNITY,
The heavens declare thy glory,
The earth thy riches,
The universe is thy temple;
thy presence fills immensity,
Yet thous has of thy pleasure created life,
     and communicated happiness;
Thou hast made me what I am, and given
     me what I have;
In thee I live and move and have my being;
Thy providence has set the bounds of
     my habitation,
          and wisely administers all my affairs.
I thank thee for thy riches to me in Jesus,
     for the unclouded revelation of him in
          thy Word,
               where I behold his Person, 
                    character, grace, glory,
               humiliation, sufferings, death, and
                    resurrection;
Give me to feel a need of his continual
saviourhood,
     and cry with Job, 'I am vile',
          with Peter, 'I perish',
          with the publican, 'Be merciful to me,
               a sinner'.
Subdue in me the love of sin,
Let me know the need of renovation as well
     as of forgiveness,
          in order to serve and enjoy thee 
               for ever.
I come to thee in the all-prevailing name of
     Jesus, 
          with nothing of my own to plead,
          no works, no worthiness, no promises.
I am often straying,
     often knowingly opposing thy authority,
     often abusing thy goodness;
Much of my guilt arises from my religious
     privileges,
          my low estimation of them,
          my failure to use them to my 
               advantage,
But I am not careless of thy favor or regardless
     of thy glory;
Impress me deeply with a sense of thine
     omnipresence,
          that thou art about my path, my ways,
               my lying down, my end.