No Longer My Own

Lord, I am no longer my own, but Yours. Put me to what You will, rank me with whom You will. Let me be employed by You or laid aside for You, exalted for You or brought low by You. Let me have all things, let me have nothing, I freely and heartily yield all…

I want to offer You vows…

My glorious Father I want to offer You vows that naturally spring forth from perfect love. Real love, as these desires, which are genuine fruits of love  are the most perfect prayers that spring from it. _John Wesley