[...O God,

Thou injured, neglected, provoked Benefactor

when I think upon thy greatness and they goodness

I am ashamed at my insensibility

I blush to lift my face,

for I have foolishly erred.

Shall I go on neglecting thee,

when every one of thy rational creatures should love thee,

and take every care to please thee?

I confess that thou hast not been in all my thoughts,

that the knowledge of thyself as the end of

my being has been strangely overlooked,

that I have never seriously considered my heart-need.

But although my mind is perplexed and divided,

my nature perverse,

yet my secret dispositions still desire thee.

Let me not delay to come to thee,

for thou hast made me and canst not forget me.

Let thy Spirit teach me the vital lessons of Christ,

for I am slow to learn;

And hear thou my broken cries.]

--Excerpt from Valley of Vision - The Awakened Sinner--