Merciful Father,
Why should we find favor in your sight? Is it the gifts we send ahead of ourselves to you? We bribe you with righteousness bought with our own deceptions. We fear men. We squeeze and wrestle with them, seeking to pry from their hand our blessing.
Yet let us remember that you have promised to us, and you will deliver. With you is a blessing that death cannot take from us. You will not abandon one made holy to yourself to the grave; at your right are pleasures forevermore. Come, Lord Jesus.
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