A prayer Based on Psalm 56
God of my sorrow, you have heard the fall of my tears.
God of compassion, embrace my heart and caress my deepest fears.
You have known of my tossings in the night, of my wanderings in wilderness places.
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You have caught my tears in your bottle of grief.
In your book you have recorded the longings of my soul.
When I cry out to you, O God of my life;
When I long for signs of your grace;
When my sin cries out for mercy;
I will trust in you.
And I will not be afraid when evil assails, nor in darkness will I hide my face.
O God, thank you for knowing me, with all of my faults, and yet offering me your grace-filled, everlasting love. Amen.
-- Rev. Kathy Manis Findley
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