And of all things under heaven, there is none can comfort me but thou, O Lord my God, the heavenly physician of souls, who woundest and healest, bringest down to hell, and leadest back again.
Thy discipline is on me, and thy rod shall instruct me.
6. Behold, dear Father, I am in thy hands, I bow myself down under the rod of thy correction.
Strike thou my back and my neck, that I may bend my crookedness to thy will:
Make me a pious and humble disciple of thine, as thou art wont well to do, that I may walk at thy beck at all times.
To thee I commit myself and all that is mine, to be corrected by thee: it is better to be chastised here than hereafter.
Thou knowest all and every thing, and there is nothing in man's conscience hidden from thee.
Thou knowest things to come, before they are done; and thou hast no need to be taught or admonished by any one of these things that pass upon earth.
Thou knowest what is expedient for my progress, and how serviceable tribulation is to rub away the rust of sin.