Lord, my Shepherd, shepherd my wayward will. Keep prodding me back onto the right path. You see my mind — how it wanders after pretty, poisonous pleasures. I beg your help. Keep me from pursuing those enticing, envenomed enchantments
Capture my heart with visions of your true joy, the powerfully pure pleasures of your kingdom. Draw me by the sweet aroma of your goodness, so that the genuine benevolence of your plans and purposes for my life, for my family, for my church, for everything dear to me might corral my heart.
Grant to me that the very living of my life might be a public act of praise, honor, and glorification of your name in the earth. That will be pleasure most pure, pungent, penetrating, a holy pleasure conquering all others in Jesus. Amen.
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