A season of prayer; Day 25

A Prayer of Praise

O Lord my God, indeed you are very great. We call you an awesome wonder because that is what you are. I keep wondering at your might, your knowledge, your wisdom. Nothing can take you by surprise, before there was a beginning you were and when things cease to exist you will still be there. The One who creates things but was not Created. The One who sees all, who knows all, who is all. Father, I praise you. Like David I ask, who is Believer that you are mindful of her, she wakes up in the morning, she goes to bed at night for you have given her breath, your Spirit lives within her.

Daddy, where do I start from? Do I praise you for your mercy and your grace; not giving me what I rightfully deserve which is punishment but clothing me with your grace and glory. Do I praise you for my life? That in you I live and move and have my being? Do I praise you because I was created in your image that in you I can decree things and they must be so because I am seated in the heavenly places with you far above prinicipalities, powers and every name that is named. I join the whole of creation to give you praise. I have breath so I will praise the Lord.

I praise you because you are a miracle working God. You show up in situations and there is a turn around, everywhere you go, you do wonderful things, you do good things, you do great things. Lion of the tribe of Judah, Bright and morning star, King of Kings and Lord of Lords, I give you praise. There is power in my praise. As praises go up, you have promised that blessings come down.

I will praise you like your children did as they marched around the walls of Jericho, I will praise you like Gideon and 300 did against the Midianites, I will praise you like Hezekiah did when you utterly destroyed their enemies before them without them even lifting a finger. I will praise you in utter and total abandon like David did when the ark of the Covenant was brought back to Jerusalem. I will sing and dance, I will make melody in my heart for I serve a good God.

Eternal Rock of Ages, the one who has renamed me Hephzibah and Beulah, the one who took away garments of mourning and shame and has put me in royal garments. I honour and magnify your name. May my life be one not of complaints but of praise to the One, the Only, the God who reigns. Jehovah, Yaweh. Thank you Lord.

I praise you because of your word, I praise you because you can never go back on it, when you have promised it, you make it come to pass. I praise you because even though I am waiting on you concerning different areas of my life, I can rejoice and be glad because my soul waits patiently on One who hears and can do something about it. I praise you because even when I find myself sinking in the miry clay of depression and despair, you have the strength to pull me out and set me on a rock. Thank you for always being an anchor in the time of the storm. Thank you for being my peace. Thank you for being my God.

God of favour, who enables me to win wars even when He has to do ojoro for me. Thank you because you bestow your favour on whom you will. Thank you for calling and choosing me. I am grateful for my new nationality, a citizen of the Kingdom of God. The benefits are amazing and astounding...thank you Father, thank you Lord.

Praise the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary;praise him in his mighty heavens. Praise him for his acts of power; praise him for his surpassing greatness. Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet, praise him with the harp and lyre, praise him with tambourine and dancing, praise him with the strings and flute,praise him with the clash of cymbals, praise him with resounding cymbals. Let everything that has breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD. Psalm 150:1-6