A Prayer of Thanksgiving
In the recollection of all that you have done for us your people, we are filled with amazement as well as with gratitude, that you should have loved us before the foundation of the world, that sovereign love should have pitched upon us poor unworthy ones, that you should so love us as to redeem us with the blood of Jesus and give the only Begotten to die for unworthy creatures like us, that you should love us notwithstanding our sins and transgressions, that you should love us despite the hardness of our hearts and the rebellion of our nature.
It is strange, it surpasses belief at times, yet we know it to be so.
And since the hour when we knew Your love and learned to say Abba, Father, we confess we have been unworthy still. We have but little felt your goodness, we have often acted very ungratefully, very distrustfully. But Lord, you have not changed, but still does your faithfulness abound to Your servants; for which again we can only say, Blessed be the name of the Lord.