Thou givest me leave as a man to pray, that this cup may pass from me; but thou hast taught Me as a Christian by the example of Christ to add not my will, but thine be done.
Yea Lord, let our wils be one, by wholly resolving mine into thine: let not the desire of life in me be so great, as that of doing or suffering thy wil in either life or death.
As I believe thou hast forgiven all the errours of my life, so I hope thou wilt save me from the terrors of my death.
Make me content to leave the worlds nothing, that I may come really to enjoy all in thee, who hast made Christ unto me in life, gain; and in death advantage.
Though my destroyers forget their dutie to thee and me, yet do not thou, O Lord, forget to be mercifull to them.
For, what profit is there in my bloud, or in their gaining my Kingdoms, if they lose their own Souls?
Such as have not onely resisted my just Power, but wholly usurped and turned it against my self, though they may deserve, yet let them not receive to themselves damnation.
Thou madest thy Son a Saviour to many that crucified him, while at once he suffered violently by them, and yet willingly for them.
O let the voice of his bloud be heard for my Murtherers, louder then the cry of mine against them.