Prayer Mondays: Puritan Prayer 01

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Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This is a Puritan prayer from The Valley of Vision.

Lord, High and holy, meek and lowly,
Though hast brought me to the valley of vision,
where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights;
hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold thy glory.
Let me learn by paradox
that the way down is the way up,
that to be low is to be high,
that the broken heart is the healed heart,
that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,
that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,
that to have nothing is to possess all,
that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,
that to give is to receive,
that the valley is the place of vision.
Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,
and the deeper the wells the brighter thy stars shine;
Let me find thy light in my darkness,
thy life in my death,
thy joy in my sorrow,
thy grace in my sin,
thy riches in my poverty
thy glory in my valley.

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Prayer Mondays: Lenten Prayer

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Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This is a Lenten prayer.

O God, who have commanded us

to listen to your beloved Son,

be pleased, we pray,

to nourish us inwardly by your word,

that, with spiritual sight made pure,

we may rejoice to behold your glory.

Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,

who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,

one God, for ever and ever.

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Prayer Mondays: Kierkegaard (3)

Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This one comes from Kierkegaard.

Father in Heaven,

Well we know that it is Thou

That giveth both to will and to do,

That also longing,

When it leas us to renew the fellowship

With our Savior and Redeemer,

Is from Thee.

Father in Heaven, longing is they gift.

 

But when longing lays hold of us,

Oh, that we might lay hold of the longing!

When it would carry us away,

That we also might give ourselves up!

When Thou art near to summon us,

That we also in prayer

Might stay near Thee!

When Thou in the longing

Dost offer us the highest good,

Oh, that we might hold it fast!

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Prayer Mondays: Karl Barth

Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This comes from Karl Barth (ht: Trevin Wax)

O Lord, our Father!
We have gathered here at the turn of the year
because we do not want to be alone but want to be with each other,
and together be united with you.

Our hearts are filled with somber thoughts
as we reflect on our misdeeds of the past year.
And our ears are deafened by the voices of the radio and in the newspapers,
with their numerous predictions for the coming year.
Instead we want to hear your word, your voice, your assurance, your guidance.
We know that you are in our midst,
and are eager to give us all that we need, whether we ask or not.

On this night we ask for one thing only:
that you collect our scattered thoughts,
getting rid of the confused and defiant thoughts that may distract us,
and thus enable us to concentrate on your limitless generosity to us.
You were abundantly generous to us last year,
and will be no less generous to us next year, and in every year to come.
Fill us with gratitude to you.

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Prayer Mondays: Zechariah

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Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This is prayer comes from the 1662 Book of Common Prayer but can be originally found in Luke 1:68-79 as the prayer of Zechariah.

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel : for he hath visited, and redeemed his people;
And hath raised up a mighty salvation for us : in the house of his servant David;
As he spake by the mouth of his holy Prophets : which have been since the world began;
That we should be saved from our enemies : and from the hands of all that hate us;
To perform the mercy promised to our forefathers : and to remember his holy Covenant;
To perform the oath which he sware to our forefather Abraham : that he would give us;
That we being delivered out of the hands of our enemies : might serve him without fear;
In holiness and righteousness before him : all the days of our life.
And thou, Child, shalt be called the Prophet of the Highest : for thou shalt go before the face of the Lord to prepare his ways;
To give knowledge of salvation unto his people : for the remission of their sins,
Through the tender mercy of our God : whereby the day-spring from on high hath visited us;
To give light to them that sit in darkness, and in the shadow of death : and to guide our feet into the way of peace.

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Prayer Mondays: Tough Giving Thanks

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On Mondays, I usually post some sort of Prayer. This Monday, I want to post my own thanks to God who is in charge. Some of these things I have learned to be thankful for in retrospect. Other things on this list I’m definitely not sure about, but I’m hoping I can thank God without gritted teeth. My aim is to put down a marker in hope.

I’m thankful for a wife who snaps back at me: she has the strength to ensure I don’t walk over her and the wherewithal to manage a house of rambunctious kids.

I’m thankful for three kids that are smart, loud, energetic and annoying: it will likely be something I hold onto in my later years when I start (or continue) to forget.

I’m thankful for the times I thought I would die from asthma: it helps me understand my daughter and my son when they’re having an attack.

I’m thankful that my wife and I opted for the non-well-paying arts careers: our home is full of drawings, color, rhythm and music.

I’m thankful for a considerable lack of money: it makes me appreciate help, gifts, and freelance projects whenever any of those come in.

I’m thankful that what I do have is still more than most people in the world and I’m thankful that that embarasses me.

I’m thankful for vehicles with too many miles and people with open hands: if they didn’t get that high, people wouldn’t feel comfortable giving them away.

I’m thankful for the 1%: they pay over 55% of the national taxes since the rest of us (who work) can’t cover it and wouldn’t even if we could.

I’m thankful for rainy days and Mondays for several reasons, Karen Carpenter being one of them.

I’m thankful for having to move to Connecticut: I probably would never have gotten a chance to preach there otherwise (still might not).

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Prayer Mondays: Ambrose 2

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Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This one comes from Ambrose of Milan.

O Lord, who hast mercy upon all, take away from me my sins,

and mercifully kindle in me the fire of thy Holy Spirit.

Take away from me the heart of stone,

and give me a heart of flesh,

a heart to love and adore thee,

a heart to delight in thee,

to follow and to enjoy thee,

for Christ’s sake.

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Prayer Mondays: Thoreau

Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This one is from Henry Thoreau: the poem called Prayer.

Great God, I ask for no meaner pelf
Than that I may not disappoint myself,
That in my action I may soar as high
As I can now discern with this clear eye.

And next in value, which thy kindness lends,
That I may greatly disappoint my friends,
Howe’er they think or hope that it may be,
They may not dream how thou’st distinguished me.

That my weak hand may equal my firm faith
And my life practice what my tongue saith
That my low conduct may not show
Nor my relenting lines
That I thy purpose did not know
Or overrated thy designs

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Prayer Mondays Today: 9/11

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Barring my faulty memory I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. But today is a day that lives on in our recent memory. Here is a prayer that comes from Sojourn Community Church.

Lord as we gather,
celebrating your glory and goodness,
we acknowledge the shadow of today’s anniversary.

Together, we remember September 11, 2001.
We mourn for the lives lost in New York City,
Washington D. C., and on Flight 93.

We lament death’s reign,
the visible and invisible forces of evil,
the principalities and powers of this dark world,
and the evil that lurks in the hearts of all men . . . including our own.

With the Psalmist, we cry:

“How long, Oh Lord?
How long will your enemies scoff?
How long will you withhold your justice
from a world that is desparate to see it?”

We lament a world at war, and we ask you for peace

In Afghanistan
in Iraq
in Libya
in Israel and Palestine
in Egypt and Syria, and all of the nations of the earth that long for freedom from oppression.

We ask for protection over our loved ones and families who serve overseas,
we pray for the fatherless and the widow,
for the poor and oppressed.

We lift up our global leaders
that by your grace they might lead with wisdom and justice
and work for peace.

And we acknowledge that all such hopes and longings point us to one who will soon return and bring an everlasting peace and justice.

Together we proclaim:

Put not your trust in princes,
in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation.
When his breath departs, he returns to the earth;
on that very day his plans perish.

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,
whose hope is in the LORD his God,
who made heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them,
who keeps faith forever;
who executes justice for the oppressed,
who gives food to the hungry.

The LORD sets the prisoners free;
the LORD opens the eyes of the blind.
The LORD lifts up those who are bowed down;
the LORD loves the righteous.
The LORD watches over the sojourners;
he upholds the widow and the fatherless,
but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin.

The LORD will reign forever,
your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the LORD!

(Psalm 146:2-10)

Amen. Come Lord Jesus!

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Prayer Mondays: Ancient Hymn

Barring my faulty memory (and if I’m not lazy) I want to post prayers on Monday from all over Church History and then throughout the modern day, and then my own. This is an ancient hymn translated by Longfellow in The Golden Legend.

O Gladsome Light
Of the Father immortal,
And of the celestial
Sacred and blessed
Jesus, our Saviour!

Now to the sunset
Again hast Thou brought us;
And seeing the evening

Twilight, we bless Thee,
Praise Thee, adore Thee,
Father omnipotent!
Son, the Life-giver!
Spirit, the Comforter!

Worthy at all times
Of worship and wonder!

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