Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This one comes from Irenaeus
It is not thou that shapest God,
it is God that shapest thee.
If thou art the work of God,
await the hand of the artist,
who does all things in due season.
Offer Him thy heart,
soft and tractable,
and keep the form
in which the artist has fashioned thee.
Let the clay be moist
lest thou grow hard,
and lose the imprint of His fingers.