Sunday, February 18, 2024

Deliver Me, O Lord, From Mine Enemies

 

Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit. Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.--Ps. 143

 

Lord, we live in a world covered in enemies and foes. Some are out in the open, seeking to use their own power or even the power of others to crush us and our works. Some hide near us and whisper slanders and shame. Our own flesh shrieks rebellion, the very ground we work delivers thistles in return our toil. So deliver us, Lord, from all these enemies—we flee to you to hide from them. Thank you that when we flee we do not have far to go.


Be with Logos School members in their trials, and with the elders and deacons of Christ Church and King’s Cross as we attempt to build for the future here in our little corner. We pray also for the rest of your Temple: for the persecuted saints in India, for the Christian members of our legislative assemblies, for all those unsure of how to handle our troubled times. We ask that you grant them knowledge and teach them to do all Your will; for You are God: Your spirit is good; and you have promised to lead us into the land of uprightness out of a dark pit, or even a graveFor You even know the way out of one of those.

Let this comfort all here who feel the shadow of their grave fall on them: the sick and suffering. Particularly, be with those having operations, those with permanent sickness, and the rest of our saints whose names we bring before you every Sunday. Bring them to fullness of life, Lord, for your name’s sake, and for your righteousness’s sake (since we have none) bring them out of trouble. We have more suffering than we can name, but you have more righteousness than we could ever comprehend. And you promised it to us, in your own beloved Son.

So in thy mercy cut off our enemies, and destroy all them that afflict our souls: for this congregation is your servant.


Petitions King's Cross Feb. 18, A.D. 2024