Prayer Resources

Some prayer resources, particularly for our day of Prayer and Fasting, Friday July 1st.





Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,

We come before you, unworthy of your grace,

Unworthy of your love, unworthy of you.

We are sinners. Have mercy on us, O Lord.

Too often have we chosen the fruit over the garden.

Too often have we bowed down to the golden calf.

Too often have we begged for a sign.

Too often have we declared Caesar to be Lord.

Too often have we demanded to see the wounds in your hands.

Too often have we substituted our image of you, for you.

Too often have we neglected your call to be salt and light.

Too often have we mutilated the body of Christ to individual parts.

Too often have we reduced Christianity to a moral code.

Too often have we forgotten Jesus’ life, death, and resurrection.

Too often have we acted on sight and not on faith.

Lord, have mercy.

Christ, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.


(Silent Prayers of Confession)


Heal us now of our sinfulness and of the hatred that divides us.

Take away our hardness of heart.

Open our eyes which are often blind to the needs of others.

Remove our selfishness and our greed.

Give us self-control at all times, and fill our hearts with your eternal love.

O Jesus, we ask you now to heal and bless us, and fill us with your peace.




God of all Government

God of all Government, Send workers into the harvest field of political life. Call your people. Not simply those who pay you lip service, but those who hear your voice and know your name,

Those who will not serve two masters,
Those who will choose kingdom over tribe,
Those who are not ashamed of the gospel,
Those who will speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves,

Those who will seek justice, encourage the oppressed, defend the cause of the fatherless, and plead the case of the widow,
Those who will seek to reconcile more than separate, Those who will seek to co-operate more than compete,
Those who will seek peace more than power.
Those who will choose your glory over self-promotion, Those who will choose truth over expediency,
Those who will listen to the still, small voice more than the megaphone of the media,
Those who will care for the least of these, rather than genuflect to the greatest.

Those who find their identity and security in divine election more than election by man,
Those whose citizenship is in heaven, and whose primary allegiance is to another King,

Those who cannot help but speak of the reason for the hope that they have,
Those who know your grace for their failings.

Call out an army that will march on its knees in humility,
To fight not just with the weapons of this world,
But the invisible ammunition of your Kingdom.




 1 I lift you high in praise, my God, O my King! and I'll bless your name into eternity.

 2 I'll bless you every day,
      and keep it up from now to eternity.
 3 God is magnificent; he can never be praised enough.
      There are no boundaries to his greatness.
 4 Generation after generation stands in awe of your work;
      each one tells stories of your mighty acts.
 5 Your beauty and splendor have everyone talking;
      I compose songs on your wonders.
 6 Your marvelous doings are headline news;
      I could write a book full of the details of your greatness.
 7 The fame of your goodness spreads across the country;
      your righteousness is on everyone's lips.

 8 God is all mercy and grace—
      not quick to anger, is rich in love.

 9 God is good to one and all;
      everything he does is suffused with grace.

 10-11 Creation and creatures applaud you, God;
      your holy people bless you.

   They talk about the glories of your rule,
      they exclaim over your splendor,

 12 Letting the world know of your power for good,
      the lavish splendor of your kingdom.

 13 Your kingdom is a kingdom eternal;
      you never get voted out of office.

   God always does what he says,
      and is gracious in everything he does.

 14 God gives a hand to those down on their luck,
      gives a fresh start to those ready to quit.

 15 All eyes are on you, expectant;
      you give them their meals on time.

 16 Generous to a fault,
      you lavish your favor on all creatures.

 17 Everything God does is right—
      the trademark on all his works is love.

 18 God's there, listening for all who pray,
      for all who pray and mean it.

 19 He does what's best for those who fear him—
      hears them call out, and saves them.

 20 God sticks by all who love him,
      but it's all over for those who don't.

 21 My mouth is filled with God's praise.
      Let everything living bless him,
      bless his holy name from now to eternity!


Psalm 111

 1  Praise the LORD.
       I will extol the LORD with all my heart
       in the council of the upright and in the assembly.

 2 Great are the works of the LORD;
       they are pondered by all who delight in them.

 3 Glorious and majestic are his deeds,
       and his righteousness endures forever.

 4 He has caused his wonders to be remembered;
       the LORD is gracious and compassionate.

 5 He provides food for those who fear him;
       he remembers his covenant forever.

 6 He has shown his people the power of his works,
       giving them the lands of other nations.

 7 The works of his hands are faithful and just;
       all his precepts are trustworthy.

 8 They are steadfast for ever and ever,
       done in faithfulness and uprightness.

 9 He provided redemption for his people;
       he ordained his covenant forever—
       holy and awesome is his name.

 10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom;
       all who follow his precepts have good understanding.
       To him belongs eternal praise

I’m standing at night in this subterranean place of prayer, and perhaps it’s the coffee, or the music, or the Spirit, but the darkness doesn’t seem too strong. I’m praying for miracles in the city where I live – for healings, and salvations, and justice, and revival, and all those usual Kingdom kind of things. But tonight, as I do so, I find myself suddenly startled - like a boy blinking at fireworks – bewildered by how many miracles there already are.

It occurs to me that here in my city today, doctors dispensed healing – can you imagine anything more wonderful? Neighbours did favours. Dog-walkers in the park silently admired the shape of trees. Jokes were told in nursing homes. Thousands and thousands of people prayed, or wished, or merely unwittingly wanted what God wanted for a moment or two.

Chances are that somewhere today a young man and a young woman began to fall in love (although they don’t yet know it). A teenager picked up trash she had not dropped. A single mother decided, just for once, to buy herself a slice of chocolate cake and to celebrate the moment in long, slow, mouthfuls of happiness. A painter-decorator stepped back from a wall he’d just painted the colour of claret, and maybe at that moment the sunlight broke through the window, and he saw that it was a good piece of work. A man resisted the temptation to click the link he wouldn’t want his wife to see. Maybe he failed yesterday. Maybe he’ll click it tomorrow. But today he overcame. In the hospital perhaps a surgeon pinned a broken arm with immaculate skill. Delicious food was prepared and cooked and served in thousands of homes joyously. A pastor’s words, so carefully crafted, brought a little comfort to grieving relatives. People cried, but a check-out girl smiled at a lonely old lady. People died of course, but babies were also born. From time to time today, I was born too. We all were. A million, minor miracles.

We do not pray ex nihilo. We pray for more of whatever it is we see. Nothing comes from nothing – certainly not faith like this. Tonight I’m blessing the evidence of miracles; the pre-existing goodness, the presence of Christ in these streets, these surgeries, these schools, these art galleries, these pubs, these homes, these wards. Witnessing so many minor miracles I applaud the world.  If all of this is happening all around me, what might not happen next?

And so I stand here now in this subterranean place of prayer and it seems self-evident that there is more light in the night than darkness in the day. There is goodness breaking through, everywhere I look. And I’m praying for miracles tonight with greater faith than frustration for once. I can see creation rising like the moon above the Fall. Ultimately, almost inevitably, benevolence wins the day quietly.

Pete Greig



God of the impossible,
we pray for justice, peace and reconciliation.
And when the challenges seem too many,
remind us of your resurrection power,
and the miracles of your love that happen
whenever injustice is dismantled and rebuilt with peace.
Help us to hope that the impossible can happen
and live as if it might do so today.



God of reconciliation and grace,
you promise us a world where all is new,
where love is born when hope is gone,
where broken relationships are restored to wholeness.
May we live as people who know your story of love,
and we have the vision to imagine what could be possible
if we dared to live this story.
God of abundant life,
may we be witnessess of love, hope and peace,
and co-creators of your life in the world.



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