The threads of grace, truth, and righteousness create the fabric of Your beautiful salvation, Lord. Your blood cleanses the stained soul. Your grace comforts the repentant sinner. Your fullness meets my lack. Because of Your goodness, life experiences the depth of love. Light vanquished darkness under the canopy of Your mercy. Lord, in my days of mourning, I look to You for an influx of joy. There is only one who can pardon the rebel. Supply me with daily experiences that become lyrics of worship. Prompt my mind to look to You for answers when the questions of life bewilder my soul. Your Word is my compass. Ravish my spiritual senses with rock-solid truth that enables me to stand in the storms. No matter how thick the cloud cover of despair, the full beams of Your glory shine from the throne above. Pierce through the clouds, Lord, with a sliver of eternal majesty that manifests peace in my heart. Under the transcendent beauty of the Word in Psalm 4:3 and the authority of Christ, I humbly pray.

But know that Yahweh has set apart for himself him who is godly:
    Yahweh will hear when I call to Him.
Psalm 4:3, WEB