My malady, my monster, my foe,
my viper. A Puritan Prayer Blessed Lord
Jesus, before your cross I kneel and see the heinousness of my
sin, my iniquity that caused you to be made a curse, the evil
that excites the severity of divine wrath. Show me the enormity
of my guilt by your crown of thorns, your pierced hands and
feet, your bruised body, your dying cries. Infinite must be
the evil and guilt which demands such a price. Sin is my malady,
my monster, my foe, my viper, born in my birth, alive in my
life, strong in my character, dominating my faculties, following
me as a shadow, intermingling with my every thought, the chain
which holds my soul captive. Sinner that I am, why should
the sun give me light, The air supply breath, the earth bear
my tread, Its fruits nourish me, its creatures serve my needs,
Yet your compassion yearns over me. Your heart hastens to my
rescue, Your love endured my curse, Your mercy bore my deserved
stripes. Let me walk humbly in the lowest
depths of humiliation, Bathed in Your blood, tender of conscience,
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