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Do not shed your wrath upon me, Lord

But shed upon me your mercy.

Do not lay the hand of Judgement upon me, Lord

But lay upon me your healing

When the enemy cuts me down or kicks the foundation of my life from under me, by your grace may your angels lift me high on wings of glory and carry me over the abyss.

May I walk with you as you hold my hand in the darkness.

With your sword, cut down the wolves and lions who want to eat up my flesh.

With your word, rebuke the slanderers who cut me down amongst themselves and attack me with lies and hate.

With your shield, protect my body, my mind, and my spirit from the arrows of demons and men of shadows and wicked counsels.

With your heart, love me to the inconceivable depths and fathoms of who you are.

With your army, vanquish all the enemies of light and righteousness, and destroy the legions of darkness and the agents of fear and death.

With your Kingdom, may you rule and govern the whole of infinity forever.

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