Daniel’s Prayer for the Nation

USflagIt was now the first year of the reign of King Darius, the son of Shasuerus.  (Darius was a Mede but became king of the Chaldeans.) In that first year of his reign, I, Daniel, learned from the book of Jeremiah the prophet, that Jerusalem must lie desolate for seventy years.  So I earnestly  pleaded with the Lord God [to end our captivity and send us back to our own land].

As I prayed, I fasted, and wore rough sackcloth, and sprinkled myself with ashes, and confessed my sins and those of my people.

“O Lord,” I prayed, “you are a great and awesome God; you always fulfill your promises of mercy to those who love you and keep your laws.  But we have sinned so much; we have rebelled against you and scorned your commands.  We have refused to listen to your servants the prophets, whom you sent again and again down through the years, with your messages to our kings and princes and to all the people.

O Lord, you are righteous; but as for us, we are always shamefaced with sin, just as you see us now; yes, all of us–the men of Judah, the people of Jerusalem, and all Israel, scattered near and far wherever you have driven us because of our disloyalty to you.  O Lord, we and our kings and princes and fathers are weighted down with shame because of all our sins.

But the Lord our God is merciful, and pardons even those who have rebelled against him.

O Lord our God, we have disobeyed you; we have flouted all the laws you gave us through your servants, the prophets.  All Israel has disobeyed; we have turned away from you and haven’t listened to your voice.  And so the awesome curse of God has crushed us–the curse written in the law of Moses your servant.  And you have done exactly as you warned us you would do, for never in all history has there been a disaster like what happened at Jerusalem to us and our rulers.  Every curse against us written in the law of Moses has come true; all the evils he predicted–all have come.  But even so we still refuse to satisfy the Lord our God by turning from our sins and doing right.

And so the Lord deliberately crushed us with the calamity he prepared; he is fair in everything he does, but we would not obey.  O Lord our God,  you brought lasting honor to your name by removing your people from Egypt in a great display of power. LORD, DO IT AGAIN! Though we have sinned so much and are full of wickedness, yet because of all your faithful mercies, Lord, please turn away your furious anger from Jerusalem, your own city, your holy mountain.  For the heathen mock at you because your city lies in ruins for our sins.

O our God, hear your servant’s  prayer!  Listen as I plead! Let your face shine again with peace and joy upon your desolate sanctuary–for your own glory, Lord.

O my God, bend down your ear and listen to my plea.  Open your eyes and see our wretchedness, how your city lies in ruins–for everyone knows that it is yours.  We don’t ask because we merit help, but because you are so merciful despite our grievous sins.

O Lord, hear, O Lord, forgive.  O Lord, listen to me and act!  Don’t delay–for your own sake, O my God, because your people and your city bear your name.”

A Prayer Over the City

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As a grafted-in royal priesthood of the Most High God, I pray this prayer of healing, protection and deliverance over the city of Paris.

In your Word, Father, you state that we are more that conquerors in You who loves us, so we stand against this terror in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.  We will not accept the bloodshed of innocent man as the final authority, we accept You, Your might and your power over all evil.  Just as you delivered your people from the hand of their oppressors, so will you deliver your people again.  We will not bow, I know the arm of the Lord is not too short to save because, Jesus, you are Lord, I have see your hand of deliverance in the courtroom, I have witnessed your protection from an intruder to my home when I called upon your name, you have guarded me in head-on, side-on, back-on car accidents–hard pressed on every side but not crushed–I have witnessed your deliverance time and again.  Surely, our hairs are numbered and our lives are in your hands.  Father God, we call upon the name of King Jesus, the very one who sent fire when Elijah prayed, the God who sent manna when Moses cried out and who sent your Son when the fullness of time came.  You sent your son to die for everyone, no matter what, and still he stands at the door, waiting, just waiting for us to knock.  And so we ask you with all of our hearts for comfort for the grieved, for safety, protection and deliverance for this city.  Father, we do not know what to do but our eyes are on you.

In Jesus’ name, Amen.

A Manna Prayer

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Taken from Exodus 16

And when they measured it by the omer, the one who gathered much did not have too much, and the one who gathered little did not have too little. Everyone had gathered just as much as they needed. Exodus 16: 18

Lord Jesus, help me accept what you have given me in gratitude. The food that you lay out each morning, whether it be the same or different, let me view it as directly from your hand.

Lord, help me not to be greedy, to try and collect more than what is my fair share, because truly, whatever is not used is just wasted.

Lord, help me to honor the Sabbath, to stop from my labor on the 7th day and to know, to practice and to meditate on the thought that rest is worship.

Lord, continually remind me that you are my promise keeper, that if you told me that you will supply my food every morning, then help me to trust that you will continue to do it, that it is a gift, I have only to gather it…and just like you did for the Israelites you’ll provide it for 40 years–or more.

Lord, help me to preserve the manna, the memory of how you have always given me everything I have ever needed, just as Aaron did along with the tablets of the covenant law. Help me not only to keep these promises close, but to speak of these testimonies of how great and generous a God you really are.

Amen.