OT 4

Lord and God,

Let fire come from heaven—to accept our sacrifices of thanksgiving and praise and to turn back forever the enemies of God. For you are the great husband, making ready the feast to which you call us, your bride. With crowned head and burning eyes charges forward the Word, the God of our defense. All our enemies shall be turned back, put to shame in a moment. Put death to death and bring sin to the grave, victorious God. Yet remember their servants whom you call by name; for we were once as they, but you have washed and adorned us for yourself. May your enemies be enemies no more.