Lord Almighty, restrain my heart from constant pursuit of vain amusements. You have offered me so much more by way of the cross. Your sovereign will sets the limits of my spiritual maladies and my physical ailments. Truly, the comprehensive, divine awareness of Your heart is my solace and my encouragement. As the Holy One of providential compassion, You set the boundaries of the time, manner, intensity, repetition and lasting effects of illness. Every throb is ordained, every wound decreed, each season of insomnia predestined. In the same way, every cloud of melancholic reflection, every depression and discouragement of spirit is foreknown. Not a single weariness in my bones or vexation of my peace escapes Your divine concern. Thank You for adjusting my soul, refining trials according to my faith and apportioned by Your grace. Knowing that every harsh blow life offers has been accurately measured and filtered by love so divine and incorruptible that even the bad is turned to good, my soul is comforted and worries are chased back into the shadow realm. I cannot suffer too much or find relief too late because You are my Lord and sovereign King, both of my body and my spirit. To You be the glory now and forevermore. Under the Word of truth set forth in Romans 8:37-39 and the authority of Christ, I bow in prayer.
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:37-39, ESV