A Puritan’s Prayer

O God of My Exodus,

Great was the joy of Israel’s sons, when Egypt died upon the shore. Far greater the joy when the Redeemer’s foe lay crushed in the dust.

Jesus strides forth as the victor, conqueror of death, hell, and all opposing might; He bursts than bands of death, tramples the powers of darkness down, and lives forever. He, my gracious surety, apprehended for payment of my debt, comes forth from the prison house of the grave free, and triumphant over sin, Satan, and death.

Show me herein the proof that this vicarious offering is accepted, that the claims of justice are satisfied, that the devil’s sceptre is shivered, that his wrongful throne is levelled. Give me the assurance that in Christ I died, in him I rose, in his life I live, in His victory I triumph, in His ascension I shall be glorified.

Adorable Redeemer, you who were lifted up on a cross have ascended to the highest heaven. You, who as Man of sorrows were crowned with thorns, are now as Lord of life wreathed with glory.

Once, no shame more deep than mine, no agony more bitter, no death more cruel. Now, no exaltation more high, no life more glorious, no advocate more effective. You are in the triumph car leading captive your enemies behind you.

What more could be done than you have done? Your death is my life, your resurrection my peace, your ascension my hope, and your prayers my comfort.

In the victorious name of Jesus Christ, Amen!

~ A Puritan’s Prayer – The Valley of Vision, p.86


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