I share this prayer, "Praise and Thanksgiving," from The Valley of Vision, a collection of Puritan prayers that beautifully captures the heart of gratitude to God. This particular prayer reminds us of the countless blessings we often take for granted—our bodies, relationships, daily provisions, and most importantly, the joy of knowing and loving God.
Its language is rich, heartfelt, and deeply reflective of the awe we owe to our Creator. As Thanksgiving approaches, may this prayer encourage us to pause and pour out our own praises to the One who is the source of every good gift.
Praise and Thanksgiving
O my God,
Thou fairest, greatest, first of all objects,
my heart admired, adores, loves thee,
for my little vessel is as full as it can be,
and I would pour out all that fullness before thee
in ceaseless flow.
When I think upon and converse with thee
ten thousand delightful thoughts spring up,
ten thousand sources of pleasure are unsealed,
ten thousand refreshing joys spread over my heart,
crowding into every moment of happiness.
I bless thee for the soul thou hast created,
for adorning it, sanctifying it,
though it is fixed in barren soil;
for the body thou hast given me,
for preserving its strength and vigour,
for providing senses to enjoy delights,
for the ease and freedom of my limbs,
for hands, eyes, ears that do thy bidding,
for thy royal bounty providing my daily support,
for a full table and overflowing cup,
for appetite, taste, sweetness,
for social joys of relatives and friends,
for ability to serve others,
for a heart that feels sorrows and necessities,
for a mind to care for my fellow-men,
for opportunities of spreading happiness around,
for loved ones in the joys of heaven,
for my own expectation of seeing thee clearly.
I love thee above the powers of language
to express,
for what thou art to thy creatures.
Increase my love, O my God, through time
and eternity.
Amen
The Valley of Vision is an excellent resource for devotions and prayers. Thank you
I sometimes am inspired with similar--though no where's near as eloquent--praise, sense of awe and marvel to God. No wonder He said "Unless you become as this little child." I'm nearing 70 years old, and I am His child.