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My dear LordI depend wholly upon thee,wean me from all other dependencies.Thou art my all, thou dost overrule all and delight in me.Thou art the foundation of goodness,how can I distrust thee?how be anxious about what happens to me?In the light of thy preciousnessthe world and all its enjoyments areinfinitely poorI value the favours of men no more than pebbles.Amid the blessings I receive from theemay I never lose the heart of a stranger.May I love thee, my Benefactor, in all my benefits,not forgetting that my greatest dangerarises from my advantages.Produce in me self-despair that willmake Jesus precious to me,delightful in all his offices,pleasurable in all his ways,and may I love his commandsas well as his promises.Help me to discern between true and false love,the one consisting of supreme love to thee,the other not,the former uniting thy glory and man's happinessthat they may become one common interest,the latter disjointing and separating them both,seeking the latter with neglect of the former.Teach me that genuine love is different in kindfrom that wrought by rational argumentsor the motive of self-interest,that such love is a pleasing passion affordingjoy to the mind where it is.Grant me grace to distinguishbetween the genuine and the false,and to rest in thee who art all love.
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