Precious Savior, holy God, my mighty Creator, let Your Spirit dwell richly in the soul of Your beloved. Raise me up in due time to be released from the bondage of affliction the enemy continually casts upon me. Let my countenance suggest a strength from You that I scarcely know I possess. Lord, make my rest profitable in the way of restoration and all-surpassing peace. Reconcile me to my true identity even as those around me challenge the truth You have spoken over me. Yet, with a gentle and quiet spirit, may I raise the banner of victory over my foes for You are the One that I adore. You are the One who determines the destiny of this path of life. Let me place my feet in the footsteps of Your love for I am Your beloved who delights to be loved by You, Jesus. Under the treasure of Luke 12:7 and the authority of my King, Christ Jesus, I lift these prayers to the throne room of God.

But the very hairs of your head are all counted. Therefore don’t be afraid. You are of more value than many sparrows.
Luke 12:7, WEB