God, the value of the glory of Your love astound me. The majestic breath of Your presence infuses me with such richness that the poverty of my soul is diminished. Lord, hide Your beloved beneath the mantle of Your love. Keep me within the tender embrace of Your arms. Remind me when the accuser attacks me with doubt of my significance that I am significant to You. Make me a slate clean enough to reflect Your glory in this life, Lord. Equip me to give You access to the entirety of my heart, Lord. Let me not be satisfied with anything less than full submission to Your holiness. Whatever remains cold within me is warmed by Your touch of faith. No longer will I have an imperceptible response to Your commands. No longer will I delay acknowledgment of Your presence. No, let me delightfully respond in the depth of love to Your voice. Let me immediately bow before Your majesty whenever I am made aware. My love rests in You, Jesus. Under the Word given in John 15:3-4 and the authority of Christ, I bow in humble prayer.

You are already clean because of the word which I have spoken to you.
Abide in Me, and I in you.
As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself
unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you
unless you abide in Me.
John 15:3-4, NASB