From The Valley of Vision:

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 thou hast of they 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 forever. 

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 favour 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.