Lord, solicit my affections in the solitude of prayer. Sometimes the company of others can be a distraction that overwhelms the senses. Tame my tongue so that my speech is wise when punctuated by silent reflection instead of a gushing response. I eagerly wait upon You for the promises to unfold. Gather up my jagged edges and smooth them with truth that sanctifies the soul. I delight to muse upon the things that bring You glory. Truly, my labor is not in vain when it is done to serve You. Only You can coax new wine out of old vines, Lord. Squeeze where You must to bring forth the vintage that honors Your Holy Name. Crush all selfishness until the only thing remaining in me is devotion to You. My heart finds its sustenance in meditation on Your Word. Through the revelation of Your truth, I am revitalized. As my heart listens, my soul absorbs, Lord. Speak to my inner being as only You can. Keep me moving forward on the divine path at a pace that is lucrative to Your purpose and plan. Under the guidance of Your Word in Psalm 18:30 and the authority of Christ, I delightfully pray.

This God—His way is perfect;
    the Word of the Lord proves true;
    He is a shield for all those who take refuge in Him.
Psalm 18:30, ESV