“Blessed God! I flee to your Almighty power.
You see me surrounded with difficulties and dangers, and stretch out your omnipotent arm to save me.
I dare not say, “I will never forsake you; I will never deny you,” but I hope can truly say, “Lord, I resolve not to do it. I would rather die than offend you.”
Root out the corruption from my heart. In an hour of pressing temptation, it might sway me to view things in a different light, and so might betray me into the hands of the enemy!
Strengthen my faith, Lord, and encourage my hope! Inspire me to oppose everything that blocks my way to heaven. And let me set my face against all the assaults of earth and hell.
If sinners entice me, let me say no. If they insult me, let me ignore it. If they threaten me, let me not fear.
Give me instead a holy and ardent yet prudent and well governed zeal to see others convicted and turn to you.
Let me never be ashamed to plead your cause against those who oppose the faith. As the psalmist says, “Make me to hear joy and gladness in my soul, and I will teach transgressors your ways, that sinners may be converted to you.”
My fears continue, Lord, but there is no one to blame but myself. I join you in blaming me for my folly.
Keep me, O Lord, now and always. Whatever age or place in life I attain, never let me think I am strong enough to maintain the combat without you.
And even in my young faith, never let me imagine myself so weak that you cannot support me.
Wherever you lead me, let me follow. Wherever you take me in life, let me work there faithfully. Let me fight the holy war against the enemies of my salvation. And let me fall fighting rather than abandon my post.
You are my glorious Redeemer, pioneer of my salvation, the great Author and Finisher of my faith. When I am in danger of denying you, as Peter did, look on me with your majesty and tenderness. Keep me from falling, or quickly lift me back up to God and my duty again! Show me how to learn from my missteps and to humble myself in even greater diligence and caution.
Doddridge, P. ‘I need your protection’; Piercing Heaven. Prayers of the Puritans. (p.85)