Good Morning Prayers
Dear Lord Jesus
You're my friend and You are my brother even though You are a King,
I love You more than any other and my soul belongs to you.
You're my Rock and You're my Shield to You alone will I gladly
Yield. As the deer pants for the water, so my soul does long
For You.
I Love God our Father
God the Son and
God the Holy Spirit,
One God in three persons
Blessed Holy Trinity.
Oh Lord lets go down, I will wear
A stary crown let's go down to
The river and pray
As we thank you very kindly
For granting unto us a whole
Entire brand new day.
O Jesus Savior Master Creator
You're the Alpha Omaha
You're the King of Kings
And the Lord of Lord of all Lords
Our hearts they do rejoice and
Our Spirits they do sing
Glory to God the Son,
Our beloved Savior
And our King of all Kings!
He is Lord
He is Lord
He has risen from the dead and
He is Lord
Every knee will bow
Every tongue confess
That Jesus Christ is Lord!
Our Father
Who art in heaven
Hallowed be Your name
Your kingdom come
Your will be done on earth
As it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our debts
As we forgive our debtors
And lead us not unto temptation
But deliver us from evil
For yours is the kingdom and the
Glory and the Kingdom for ever.
Amen
O Lord God every breath that I take
Every move that I make
Every mistake that I make
All of the sins I do sins
I boldly come before Your
Throne of Merciful Grace
And freely and confidently
That You hear my humble
Prayers
And command Your holy angels
To watch o'er me
least I come and dash my foot
Against a stony path
That the enemy has planned.
They will bear me up in their
Strong arms and let me
Come to no harm
Now is the time,
The hour and the day
To sound the rapture
Warning alarm.
Behold You are coming quickly
To judge the living and the dead
I thank You that You have written
My name in the Lamb's book of life.
I will forever praise and worship You
For your free gift of everlasting Life
And for Your precious blood atoning
Sacrifice on Calvary's bloody cross
While they mocked and tormented You
To come down from Your Cross!
You bore all of my sins and cleansed
Me whiter than freshly fallen snow.
It is finished! Behold it is done!
You are Victorious o'er death, hell
And the grave and Satan's a
defeated foe and has no power
Nor any control o'er me and
O'er any of Your children
That really belong to Thee
And no man shall pluck them
Out of Your Father's hands.
You're the Son of God,
And You're the Son of Man,
The Great I Am!
Copyright © Roxanne Dubarry | Year Posted 2025
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