Father God, Holy God, Great, Gracious and Good, Mighty, Miraculous and Magnificent, Thou are God the Creator of all things. God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, the God of another chance, the God that saves, heals and delivers, the God of the new birth, the heavenly birth, the regenerated man.
Father, to You we bow, we repent and submit our sins and transgressions before You for forgiveness. We thank You for the forgiveness of our evil schemes, the selfish machinations of our perverted hearts, the lustful intents of our malicious souls, the wretched waste of our covetous desires, these and more we bring remorsefully to Your faithful forgiveness.
Father, how much joy and jubilation we express for the blessed bath in the blood of Jesus. Blood bought and bound we praise You, we worship Your Holy Name, dancing in the throes of Your mighty Love and Grace, we lift our hands high in constant prayer and praise, for the cost of our praise is high, the price of our worship is beyond numbering, Hallelujah to the Most High God.
Father, we rise in the Name of Jesus, empowered by the blood, anointing and unction of the Holy Spirit flowing, dripping, and splashing upon every person, place and thing we move amongst. The Word of God commencing forward of us, we are transformed and changed, generated unto Holiness, manifestation of the very Word Himself, being the very sons and daughters, Yes the children of God, seeds of Righteousness, Beacons of Light, dispensing the Living Bread and Water of Abundant Life, walking, yes living the Word, being very liberation against all bondage, oppression and slavery.
Father, the Saints are marching to Zion, Healing, Restoration, Salvation, Comfort, Deliverance are the realities of our being, destruction is visited upon every establishment of evil, every stronghold of sin shall be brought low, for hate and evil cannot withstand those whose Banner over them is Love. Father Your Compassion works a mighty work in us, as we stoop and bend to dispense its healing along the pilgrimage of this vale of tears.
Father, create in us the heart that sees every pain, sorrow and anguish, that we might minister to those in need. Father may we be living Word. in this world of death, and may You and Your Kingdom this day be glorified.
Father, bless the petitions and prayers of our hearts as we present them before Your throne of mercy, grace and authority, in the blessed Name of Jesus, and by the potent power of His blood, amen.