Let me keep nothing hidden from You, Lord. To attempt to do so is vanity. You know all things – where I go and where I have been, what I think and what I say. You know more about me than I know about myself. You are the master designer and gracious creator. Even as the bud of a thought begins to unfurl in my mind, You take hold of it to sift it through Your holy filter. Keep me from pushing it away. I want You to be acquainted with the intricacies of my being in such a way that Your Spirit controls more of me than my selfish desires. Tame my tongue, Lord. Infuse the words I speak with life, not criticism and complaint. Make me one who chooses to build up others, not tear them down. Lay Your hand upon my heart and keep it steady, always in rhythm with Your divine will. Such love is a foreign concept for me. The marvel of Your intimacy through salvation astounds me. I have much to be grateful for. When I dwell on things, let them be noble and good, holy and true. Keep my mind from gravitating toward unsavory thoughts that only distract me from You. When my day begins, let it begin in prayer. When my day ends, let it end in worship. Under the heavenly influence of the Word in Psalm 139:1-3 and the authority of Christ, I pray.

Yahweh, You have searched me,
    and You know me.
You know my sitting down and my rising up.
    You perceive my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down,
    and are acquainted with all my ways.
Psalm 139:1-3, WEB