LORD__WITHIN EVERY WALK OF LIFE, I SEE THE BEGGER. THE DESTITUTE__WITH NO WHERE ELSE TO GO BUT UP.
EVEN AMONGST THOSE WHO SAY, “LORD, LORD.”
THE DISHEARTENED AND DISCOURAGED__THE DISCONSOLATE AND DESPAIRING. EMPTY VESSELS, VOID OF ANY RESEMBLENCE OF PEACE AND BEAUTY.
BROKEN RUINS
OH PRECIOUS AND LOVING GOD__HAVE MERCY UPON OUR SANCTUARY__YOUR SANCTUARY__
IS THERE ANY GOOD THING THAT CAN COME OF US EXCEPT TO GLORIFY YOUR NAME__
THEN LET IT BE__IN THE FURNACE OF AFFICTION, THROUGH TRIALS AND TEMPTATIONS__IN PHYSICAL AND SPIRITUAL POVERTY__WE SHALL LIFT OUR CUPS, THE BEGGARS THAT WE ARE, ASKING THAT YOU TAKE MERCY UPON US.
ENLARGE OUR FAITH__LET US FLOURISH IN YOUR PRESENCE__IN THE JOY OF FORGIVENESS__LET US BREAK OUT OF OUR BONDAGE__INTO YOUR MARVELOUS LIGHT.
BREATH ON US LORD__RESTORE TO US THE SANCTUARY THAT BEARS YOUR NAME__REVIVED__SPIRIT FILLED, AND VICTORIOUS__OUR MOUTHS FILLED WITH JOY UNSPEAKABLE AND FUL OF GLORY.
BECAUSE OF YOUR EVERLASTING AND MERCIFUL LOVE__BE THOU GLORIFIED IN US, FOR YOUR NAMES SAKE. AMEN AND AMEN.
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