Masterful Creator, Your pierced hands are lovely to behold. Wipe away the remnant of pain from the canvas of my soul. Listen to my cries of discomfort, Father, for You are merciful and good to Your beloved. From the depths of anguish, reach in and carry my weary soul to that place of rest and healing where I can embrace my true identity in Christ, free from the entrapment of a fallen world where pain is the enemy’s favorite form of torment. In the mighty name of Jesus, I banish his scheming ways from my midst. Under the blood of my precious Savior, may I find refuge in the wings of grace nestled into the healing mercies of my loving God. Breathe Your Holy breath into my spirit for long-lasting revival which will alleviate all distress. You are so worthy and so compassionate, Jesus, as I fall into Your waiting embrace. Under the word of Psalm 66:20 and the authority of Christ Jesus, my King, I lift these prayers even in my weakness knowing that You hear the depths of my heart, O God.
Blessed be God,
because he has not rejected my prayer
or removed his steadfast love from me!
Psalm 66:20, ESV