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The Prayer Room: Praying for America, FR, and all who need it
Various | 11/8/06 | Knitting a Conundrum

Posted on 11/09/2006 6:49:58 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum

Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.

Psalm 127:1
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At this time, when feelings run high, the world seems crazy, and anger seems to be the one thing the peoples of the world have in common, I invite you, my fellow FReepers, to join me in prayers and meditation for guidance, God's help and for our fellow man, for America, our troops,  and all our own needs.


Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

William Bradbury

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear though the earth should change,
though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea;
though its waters roar and foam,
though the mountains tremble with its tumult.

Psalm 46: 1-3


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Psa 55:6 And I say, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest;
Psa 55:7 yes, I would wander far away; I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah
Psa 55:8 I would hurry to find a shelter from the raging wind and tempest."

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/t/g/tgmyevir.htm

To God my earnest voice I raise,
To God my voice imploring prays;
Before His face my grief I show
And tell my trouble and my woe.

When gloom and sorrow compass me,
The path I take is known to Thee,
And all the toils that foes do lay
To snare Thy servant in his way.

All unprotected, lo, I stand,
No friendly guardian at my hand,
No place of flight or refuge near,
And none to whom my soul is dear.

O Lord, my Savior, now to Thee,
Without a hope besides, I flee,
To Thee, my shelter from the strife,
My portion in the land of life.

Be Thou my help when troubles throng,
For I am weak and foes are strong;
My captive soul from prison bring,
And thankful praises I will sing.

The righteous then shall gather round
To share the blessing I have found,
Their hearts made glad because they see
How richly God has dealt with me.
--The Psalter, 1912.


1,961 posted on 03/03/2007 7:55:46 PM PST by bperiwinkle7 ( In the beginning was the WORD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)
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FReeper prayer request for little boy:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1794809/posts


1,962 posted on 03/04/2007 12:25:19 AM PST by Rte66
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To: Rte66

BTTT


1,963 posted on 03/04/2007 2:58:17 AM PST by E.G.C.
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To: bperiwinkle7

BTTT


1,964 posted on 03/04/2007 2:59:38 AM PST by E.G.C.
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To: bperiwinkle7

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/j/l/jlmysoul.htm

Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Savior, hide, till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah! leave me not alone, still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing.

Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall—Lo! on Thee I cast my care;
Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive,
Hoping against hope I stand, dying, and behold, I live.

Thou, O Christ, art all I want, more than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy Name, I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart; rise to all eternity.
--Charles Wesley

(A story about this hymn
Mrs. Mary Hoo­ver, of Belle­fonte, Penn­syl­van­ia, whose grand­mo­ther was the her­o­ine of the sto­ry, has re­lat­ed to her pas­tor this fam­i­ly tra­di­tion: Charles Wesley was preach­ing in the fields of the par­ish of Killy­leagh, Coun­ty Down, Ire­land, when he was at­tacked by men who did not ap­prove of his doc­trines. He sought re­fuge in a house lo­cat­ed on what was known as the Is­land Barn Farm. The far­mer’s wife, Jane Low­rie Moore, told him to hide in the milk­house, down in the gar­den. Soon the mob came and de­mand­ed the fu­gi­tive. She tried to qui­et them by of­fer­ing them re­fresh­ments. Go­ing down to the milk­house, she di­rect­ed Mr. Wesley to get through the rear win­dow and hide un­der the hedge, by which ran a lit­tle brook. In that hid­ing-place, with the cries of his pur­su­ers all about him, he wrote this im­mor­tal hymn. De­scend­ants of Mrs. Moore still live in the house, which is much the same as it was in Wes­ley’s time.)--Cyberhymnal


Col 1:1 Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God, and Timothy our brother,
Col 1:2 To the saints and faithful brothers in Christ at Colossae: Grace to you and peace from God our Father.
Col 1:3 We always thank God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, when we pray for you,
Col 1:4 since we heard of your faith in Christ Jesus and of the love that you have for all the saints,
Col 1:5 because of the hope laid up for you in heaven. Of this you have heard before in the word of the truth, the gospel,
Col 1:6 which has come to you, as indeed in the whole world it is bearing fruit and growing--as it also does among you, since the day you heard it and understood the grace of God in truth,
Col 1:7 just as you learned it from Epaphras our beloved fellow servant. He is a faithful minister of Christ on your behalf
Col 1:8 and has made known to us your love in the Spirit.
Col 1:9 And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding,
Col 1:10 so as to walk in a manner worthy of the Lord, fully pleasing to him, bearing fruit in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God.
Col 1:11 May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy,
Col 1:12 giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light.
Col 1:13 He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son,
Col 1:14 in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.
Col 1:15 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation.
Col 1:16 For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities--all things were created through him and for him.
Col 1:17 And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together.
Col 1:18 And he is the head of the body, the church. He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent.
Col 1:19 For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell,
Col 1:20 and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross.
Col 1:21 And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds,
Col 1:22 he has now reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless and above reproach before him,
Col 1:23 if indeed you continue in the faith, stable and steadfast, not shifting from the hope of the gospel that you heard, which has been proclaimed in all creation under heaven, and of which I, Paul, became a minister.
Col 1:24 Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am filling up what is lacking in Christ's afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church,
Col 1:25 of which I became a minister according to the stewardship from God that was given to me for you, to make the word of God fully known,
Col 1:26 the mystery hidden for ages and generations but now revealed to his saints.
Col 1:27 To them God chose to make known how great among the Gentiles are the riches of the glory of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.

Oh Merciful and Loving Father,
I pray that Your Word, that good seed planted in good soil of our hearts, will bear fruit in our lives today as we walk by Your Spirit.
Renew us to that hope of glory which you have given us in Jesus.
Establish all our works today in Your Precious Son, whose Kingdom and Authority and Glorious Reign will have no end to the ages of ages.
Amen


1,965 posted on 03/04/2007 7:05:33 AM PST by bperiwinkle7 ( In the beginning was the WORD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)
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Two FReeper prayer requests:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1794996/posts

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/chat/1794995/posts

Thanks for your help!


1,966 posted on 03/04/2007 11:42:08 AM PST by Rte66
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To: Rte66

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1,967 posted on 03/04/2007 12:07:21 PM PST by E.G.C.
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Prayer request for Freeper's family:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/1795281/posts


1,968 posted on 03/04/2007 8:33:41 PM PST by Rte66
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To: pollywog

I'm so sorry that I am still behind in reading this thread by over a week - I just happened to glance upward when posting another prayer request and saw your post.

We know God's will is always perfect, so my mind cannot grasp what might be the answer to either of your prayers.

Here is the same candle I have been lighting for you every 48 hours or so, for several weeks, maybe months - from the first time you asked. I will add one for your grand-niece and come back to post the link.

http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/message.cfm?l=eng&cid=2818942

{{{Hugsss}}}


1,969 posted on 03/04/2007 8:42:38 PM PST by Rte66
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To: pollywog
Lighting a Candle for Jaydon

Light A 48-hr FR Prayer Room Candle

FR Prayer Candles

1,970 posted on 03/04/2007 8:48:49 PM PST by Rte66
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To: Rte66

BTTT


1,971 posted on 03/05/2007 3:00:45 AM PST by E.G.C.
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To: bperiwinkle7; Knitting A Conundrum; All
I was Blessed this Morning in Reading Some of the Poems of Madame de la Mothe Guion, which our Brother William Cowper Translated from the French Language for us. Here is a Portion of "The Joy of the Cross."

'Long plunged in sorrow, I resign
My soul to that dear hand of thine,
Without reserve or fear;
That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes;
Or into smiles of glad surprise
Transform the falling tear.
My sole possession is thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And, though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune thee night and day,
I ask thee nothing more.
My rapid hours pursue the course
Prescribed them by love's sweetest force,
And I thy sovereign will,
Without a wish to escape my doom;
Though still a sufferer from the womb,
And doomed to suffer still.
By thy command, where'er I stray,
Sorrow attends me all my way,
A never–failing friend;
And, if my sufferings may augment
Thy praise, behold me well content—
Let sorrow still attend!'

We Glorify, Honor, and Worship of King of kings.
Your Sovereign Majesty, we Lift High Your Wondeful Name!
Your Splendor, Your Holiness, Your Righteousness;
O God, Your Attributes Leave us in Awe.
Thank You for Giving Yourself in our Place,
And Making for us a Place in Heaven.

In the Name of Jesus Christ,
We Adore You, our Father, amen.

1,972 posted on 03/05/2007 6:45:26 AM PST by Kitty Mittens (To God Be All Excellent Praise!)
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O Lord,
Forgive us our determination
to make our wants,
our needs,
our longs
to be the word that you ask of us
instead of listening to the word
you speak into our hearts,
how to live as children of your light,
children who forgive,
who love,
who stand as your peacemakers.

Forgive us, Lord,
of all the times
we have used you, like a club,
to beat our enemies,
to force our way,
to wallow in self-righteousness
that is not built on your righteousness,
but our need to control.

Touch our hearts, O Lord,
help us see,
help us know,
help us walk as children of Your mercy,
this day, and always,
Amen


1,973 posted on 03/05/2007 8:02:38 AM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

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1,974 posted on 03/05/2007 8:06:20 AM PST by E.G.C.
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Hymn 85

William Cowper

The Sower.
Mt 13:3

Ye sons of earth prepare the plow,

Break up your fallow ground!

The Sower is gone forth to sow,

And scatter blessings round.

The seed that finds a stony soil,

Shoots forth a hasty blade;

But ill repays the sower’s toil,

Soon withered, scorched, and dead.

The thorny ground is sure to baulk

All hopes of harvest there;

We find a tall and sickly stalk,

But not the fruitful ear.

The beaten path and highway side

Receive the trust in vain

The watchful birds the spoil divide,

And pick up all the grain.

But where the Lord of grace and pow’r

Has blessed the happy field;

How plenteous is the golden store

The deep–wrought furrows yield!

Father of mercies we have need

Of thy preparing grace;

Let the same hand that gives the seed,

Provide a fruitful place.
--Th Olney Hymns


http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/a/l/g/algyword.htm

Almighty God, Your Word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
Now let the dew of Heav’n descend,
And righteous fruits abound.

Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove,
But give it root in ev’ry heart
To bring forth fruits of love.

Let not the world’s deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy.
But let it yield a hundredfold
The fruits of peace and joy.

Nor let Your Word so kindly sent
To raise us to Your throne
Return to You, and sadly tell
That we reject Your Son.

Oft as the precious seed is sown,
Your quick’ning grace bestow,
That all whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.

Great God, come down and on Your Word
Your mighty power bestow,
That all who hear the joyful sound,
Your saving grace may know.


Mat 13:18 "Hear then the parable of the sower:
Mat 13:19 When anyone hears the word of the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what has been sown in his heart. This is what was sown along the path.
Mat 13:20 As for what was sown on rocky ground, this is the one who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy,
Mat 13:21 yet he has no root in himself, but endures for a while, and when tribulation or persecution arises on account of the word, immediately he falls away.
Mat 13:22 As for what was sown among thorns, this is the one who hears the word, but the cares of the world and the deceitfulness of riches choke the word, and it proves unfruitful.
Mat 13:23 As for what was sown on good soil, this is the one who hears the word and understands it. He indeed bears fruit and yields, in one case a hundredfold, in another sixty, and in another thirty."

Father in Heaven,
Holy is Your Name.
We are your planting.
May the soil of our hearts be worked well by the Holy Spirit so that nothing prevents the Goodness of Your Word from springing forth to Fruitfulness to Your Praise and Glory.
Father, what is it today that is a rock or a thistle or a hardened place?
I want you to place the plow there and remove it all.
Let your Perfect Will be done in our lives today and forevermore.
May you find us to be your yielded Church, belonging to you in all Purity.
I ask this in the Name of Him who loved us.
Amen


1,975 posted on 03/05/2007 2:20:11 PM PST by bperiwinkle7 ( In the beginning was the WORD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)
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To: bperiwinkle7

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1,976 posted on 03/05/2007 2:41:57 PM PST by E.G.C.
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To: bperiwinkle7

"The race of Adam is under death sentence. There is no commutation and no escape. God cannot approve any of the fruits of sin, however innocent they may appear or beautiful to the eyes of men. God salvages the individual by liquidating him and then raising him again to newness of life. ....

God offers life, but not an improved old life. The life He offers is life out of death. It stands always on the far side of the cross. Whoever would possess it must pass under the rod. He must repudiate himself and concur in God's just sentence against him. What does this mean to the individual, the condemned man who would find life in Christ Jesus? How can this theology be translated into life? Simply, he must repent and believe. He must forsake his sins and then go on to forsake himself. Let him cover nothing, defend nothing, excuse nothing. Let him not seek to make terms with God, but let him bow his head before the stroke of God's stern displeasure and acknowledge himself worthy to die.

Having done this let him gaze with simple trust upon the risen Saviour, and from Him will come life and rebirth and cleansing and power. The cross that ended the earthly life of Jesus now puts an end to the sinner; and the power that raised Christ from the dead now raises him to a new life along with Christ..."
--The Old Cross and the New, A.W. Tozer


1,977 posted on 03/05/2007 6:40:02 PM PST by bperiwinkle7 ( In the beginning was the WORD,,,,,,,,,,,,,,)
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To: bperiwinkle7
In the Cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the Cross forsake me;
Lo! It glows with peace and joy.

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the Cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure
By the Cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide. ( Ithamar Conkey)

1,978 posted on 03/05/2007 7:48:59 PM PST by Faith
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In Your heart, O Lord, hide me!
Here in the darkness
where the cold winds do blow,
I have no other shelter,
No safe place to go.
You call me to come
In words soft and low,
In Your heart, O Lord, hide me!

In Your heart, O Lord, transform me!
For my heart is hard
from sin and pain,
like a land of drought
longing for rain,
O mold me, remake me,
be my only true gain --
In Your heart, O Lord, transform me!

In Your heart, O Lord, keep me!
For I wander lost
far away from your light,
Too often in darkness,
living in night,
But Your love, my Lord,
can restore my sight --
In Your heart, O Lord, keep me!

Let Your heart, O Lord, be my home!
Let me stay in your heart
By night and by day,
And find my true peace,
My hope and my way,
In midnight or storm,
in Your heart, let me lay --
Let Your heart, O Lord, be my home!


1,979 posted on 03/05/2007 8:53:43 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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FReeper STARWISE has a prayer request:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/religion/1795839/posts


1,980 posted on 03/05/2007 8:56:15 PM PST by Rte66
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