This prayer rose gently from a beautiful time of bright, wordless prayer. Writing it made me smile, because it arrived backwards, which rarely happens to me.
He knows how weak we are.
(Psalm 103:13; NLT).
How weak and sick I am:
I cling to you so tight
That we are one;
2. Help me to serve you well
Forgive my every failing, lapse,
Though I’m nothing,
Because to you, forever,
4. You are my Maker
And my end:
So, though I’m weak and sick, Lord,
I am strong.
He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
(2 Corinthians 12:9-10; NKJV).
Verse 1: I cling to you; your strong right hand holds me securely (Psalm 63:8; NLT).
Verse 2: Serve him and hold fast to him (Deuteronomy 13:4; NIV).
He forgives all my sins (Psalm 103:3; NLT).
Verse 3: I am nothing (Job 40:4; NLT).
Rejoice always (1 Thessalonians 5:16; NIV).
You and I both belong to God (Job 33:6; NLT).
Verse 4: You are our maker; and we are all the work of your hand (Isaiah 64:8; BBE).
“I am the Alpha and the Omega – the beginning and the end,” says the Lord God. “I am the one who is, who always was, and who is still to come – the Almighty One” (Revelation 1:8; NLT).
The dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it (Ecclesiastes 12:7; NIV).