O God, teach us once again to be broken in your altar.
Teach us to be people of weeping and travail for the souls of men and women lost.
For those that don’t know the love of God, the cross of Jesus, the way of the Lord, let our hearts break.
God, for the prayerlessness of our soul, the prayerlessness of the saints, the prayerlessness of the the nation, let our hearts break.
Bring us…bring me…back to a place of seeking your face.
Fiercely seeking your face as if it was my food and my rest.
Earnestly seeking your face as if all depended on it.
God, touch our nation.
Lord, touch the souls of those who live and work in our community.
Search out the lost and hurting, and compel them to come in while the door of mercy and grace is open wide.
Holy Spirit, compel those you are seeking, those you love, to come in BEFORE the storm.
Give us hearts to follow after you, to seek after you…hearts that genuinely break over our lack of pursuit, and lack of prayer.
Set a fire in our soul for the ways of God…not just the THINGS of God, but give us…give me…a fire for GOD HIMSELF.
To know you.
To be with you.
To love you.
To learn of you.
To feel your presence and the power of your hand.
Lord, I pray for greater boldness to proclaim…to stand…to lift up the banner of the Lord.
That holy thing that you desire to set in the hearts of all your people, let my soul take pleasure in, and lift up before a watching world.
Unafraid, and unashamed of the Words of the Lord.
Let a raging fire burn in my soul.
Let your Word burn like fire, and water like rain.
Let your Holy Spirit drench the dryness and take away the apathy.
Allow your goodness to penetrate my heart and for my eyes to see you for who you really are…the eternal God of heaven and earth.
You spoke this to me, so I write it down…
“I can use a man in any capacity that is Broken in my altar.”
Lord, so let my heart be broken.
Lord, so let my heart be torn up.
Broken and torn for a lack of holiness and a realization of who I am on my own.
Broken and torn because we are running out of time, and there are still people that don’t know the Love of God!
Soften the hard places in my heart and let your Holy Spirit come and place his hands on it, to mold and shape according to your will and your desire.
God, this is my prayer.
I worship your name.
I lift your name.
I give glory and honor to the name of Jesus.
King of kings…Lord of Lords.
In Jesus’ powerful name I pray…