With my mouth, I will give great thanks to the Lord. I will praise him in the midst of the throng for he stands at the right hand of the needy one to save him from those who condemn his soul to death. Psalm 109:30-31.

As often as we are tempted to run from serving you, Lord, let us remember the price with which we are bought. How great a price, the thought of which fills us even with secret shame as well as admiration and love. Lord, you have paid such a ransom for me. Shall I now act as if I thought it was not enough? As if you had acquired only a partial and imperfect right to me, so I might divide myself between you and strangers, between you and your enemies? May we be entirely yours and may we make it our business even on the very last day and hour of our lives to glorify you with our bodies and with our spirits, which are yours. Lord, we await your salvation, and in the meantime, we will follow your commands. Filled with life by so exalted a hope, we will purify ourselves even as you are pure. Amen. Philip Dodridge.