21 Days of Prayer - Day 14
O God of Grace,
You have counted my sin to my Substitute
You have counted His righteousness to me
You have Clothed me with a Bridegroom’s Robe
You have Decked me with the Jewels of Holiness.
But in my Flesh – I am still in Rags
My best prayers, stained with sin;
My best tears, filled with impurity
My confessions of wrong, aggravated with pride
My receiving of the Spirit, subverted with selfishness
I need to Repent of my Repentance;
I need my tears to be washed
I have no Robe to cover my sins
I have no Loom to weave my own righteousness
I stand in Filthy Garments
Yet, by grace, I am always receiving a change of Dress, For You justify the ungodly
I come to you empty, and I am filled
I come to you naked, and I am clothed
You forgive me and You bring me forth, Dressed in Your Robe of Righteousness
Every morning, like the flowers of the field, you array me in this Precious Robe –
Every evening you lay me down under its cover,
I go out to the day’s work in it,
I eat and drink in it,
I am married in it,
I will grow old in it,
I will die in it,
I will stand unashamed before the great white throne in it,
And I will enter heaven in it, shining as the sun – dressed in Your Robe, adorned in Your Glory.
So Grant me Jesus never to lose sight of my need to be Dressed by you. Help me always to see…
The exceeding sinfulness of my sin
The exceeding Righteousness of Your Salvation
The exceeding Glory of Christ
The exceeding Beauty of Your Holiness
The exceeding Wonder of Your grace
Yet even now, Dearest Christ, as I feel the pangs of pride…
I cast away my dirty rags, and clinging to Your Holy Robe, I Repent of my Repentance, and I Rest myself in you.
Adapted from the Valley of Vision p76