I Said A Prayer For You Today Poem? Quick Answer

“Attention in the highest degree is the same as prayer. It requires faith and love.”

—Simone Weil, “Attention and Will” (1942)

“I don’t want to deny the traditional prayers I’ve said all my life; but I said them and didn’t feel them.”

—Flannery O’Connor, private “prayer journal” (1946)

Murmurs fill the stone halls of the monasteries on Mount Athos, breathing like breath into a cold and clear morning. With its thousands of monks, there is no silence – there is the opposite of silence. Without the sounds of nature – the cooing of turtledoves and swooping Dalmatian pelicans; the sound of rain pounding the island’s granite paths; the lapping of the ocean on the craggy rocks—there is the ever-present shudder of the softly murmured devotions of thousands of men called to prayer by one of their brothers striking the metal of a semantron with a mallet. Like cool dew falling on green leaves that are still black before dawn, prayer clings to the atmosphere of this place. Prayer is the ether of Athos through which light must travel; The dun of the monks chanting at all times of the day and for all days is like a sacred cosmic background radiation.

At the tip of this rocky peninsula, which juts out like a branch into the wine-dark Aegean, are the 20 parishes of the orthodox monastic republic of Athos, a rocky outcrop that has been home to ascetic, celibate, reverent monks uninterruptedly for 18 centuries. There, overlooking the Greek Sea, are buildings like the blue onion-domed mirage of St. Panteleimon Monastery, filled with Russian monks preaching their liturgy, and the Byzantine castle that houses the Stavronikita Monastery, dedicated to Saint Nicholas forms. This holy bishop looks down on his novices from the golden icon with his blue eye; St Nicholas is accompanied by companions such as St Gregory, St Nektarios and the gentle Virgin of Theotokos as painted by the great artist Theophanes the Cretan. What do the icons see in their otherworldly position? There they watch dozens of monks in dark robes, lips covered by black, gray and white beards, repeating the same prayer over and over as if breathing: “Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on my sinners.”

Such a process, repeating the Jesus prayer over and over until it begins to lose its coherence, just as a constantly uttered word begins to sound like nothing if done long enough, gives the words a different kind of meaning. Any true hearing of prayer must take into account the words beyond words, what is implied in dictionaries that exist beyond the literal. Meaning is sacrificed to mystery and infinity is gained in the process. Many who use this approach, known as hesychasm, do so “not only as a philosophical device to point to God’s utter transcendence, but also, and much more fundamentally, as a device to attain union with him through prayer,” notes Timothy Ware in his Classic introduction The orthodox church . The spiritual cosmonauts who are hesychasts engage in this extreme, repetitive prayer, chasing the literal semantic meanings from the words like souls emerging from dead flesh, because such “negations…served as springboards or trampolines whereby the mystical theologian trying to leap up with all the fullness of his being in the living mystery of God,” explains Ware.

As superficial attributes are burned away, the sinner must encounter that noble stillness dear to all of us, the ineffable utterances of prayer. A process by which those delighted in the liturgy subtract what defines their externals; a prayer so fervent it will blind your eyes, shut your mouth and deaf your ears. This is prayer in its most extreme form – absolute, unyielding and unceasing. Philip and Carol Zaleski explain in Prayer: A History that the “roots of the Jesus prayer lie in the traditional belief that names carry power…and that the repetition of a name concentrates and focuses that power.” The famous utterance is based on these contemplative principles of hesychasm formulated in Eastern Orthodoxy, whereby the individual drains their soul to make room for these defusing molecules of sanctity. In such a space not only does the hermit’s prayer recite the mind, intellect, heart and mouth, but indeed elbows and ankles, eyelashes and earlobes, knuckles and wrists. Church father John Cassian wrote in the fourth century that the prayer to Jesus should be one to ponder “while one sleeps, when one eats, when one submits oneself to the most basic demands of nature… They will write it on the prayer threshold and gate of thy mouth, thou shalt set it upon the walls of thy house, and in the holy of holies of thy heart.” For if the prayer of Jesus is a narrative, it is one into which those who pray must descend; if it is a poem, then one where the words themselves become indistinguishable from the reader, where the recitation comes to life.

The Jesus Prayer is not just a prayer of supplication, but a variation on what Walt Whitman intoned in Leaves of Grass, where “let your flesh be a great poem.” When one turns into an evocation, it doesn’t matter whether we speak of “prayer” or “poetry” because in heaven these categories are the same. Prayer is like poetry in that the greatest examples of both make themselves their greatest themes. All true prayer is about prayer; All beautiful poetry is really about poetry. Like all divine utterances, the Jesus prayer is narrative and rhetorical, and can be read critically. This is not to detract from the importance of this famous Orthodox prayer; We must avoid plunging the liturgical into the aesthetic, the depth of ritual into the mere marketplace of art. But the Jesus prayer—all the 12 words, four sentences, three commas, and a period that make it up—would not be so effective if it weren’t also poetry, if it didn’t also have an endlessly regenerative story at its core. A screenplay that any penitent could empathize with.

For those who are not orthodox but are familiar with the Jesus prayer, it may be read less as literature itself and more as a concept encountered in literature. Prayer plays a big part in the storyline of J.D. Salinger’s novel Franny and Zoey, in which the former of the two Upper East Side Glass sisters becomes obsessed with Jesus prayer after reading an account of it in the anonymous 19th-century Russian tract entitled The Way of a Pilgrim. As Franny tells her college friend, given the incessant prayer practiced on Athos, one has to ask oneself forcefully if they’ve ever heard “something so fascinating in some way in your life.” Far from mere neurotic scrupulosity, the Jesus Prayer is a merging of person with poem, whereby the author of The Way of a Pilgrim might say: “At times my heart felt as if it were bubbling with joy; there was so much ease, freedom, and comfort in it.” The repetition of prayer is like wheels turning in the wind, equally dispelling meaning and its malignant sibling concerns. Franny was rightly intrigued.

So let’s read the Jesus prayer as poetry. It begins with this invocation, a call to Christ, as if Homer were imploring the Muse; it merges into the statement of identity of the Son of God, whose majesty is contrasted with the narrator of the poetry, who is in need of salvation. The plea for mercy has the weighted weight of its simple explanation. So much is contained in those last two words; the indefinite article indicating the universality of sin, the confession of that condition, the stuff of all great drama. The Jesus Prayer is a microfiction written in the present tense, in which the main character is the one who should say it. The great story it tells is that of undeserved redemption. The peroration is not conclusive, the ending has yet to be written.

God will hear every prayer as poetry – even reciting the alphabet or guttural nonsense syllables can be recognized by the Lord as prayer, but humans need prosody to stay in the brain. Too often prayer is rejected by the secular because it is reduced to a mere request for intercession; It is disguised as a cosmic gift certificate and not recognized for what it actually is – the only poetic genre defined by its intended audience is the divine. Too little attention is paid to the poetic aspects of prayer, little more attention is paid to the prayerful qualities of poetry. The prayer merits as much critical analysis, careful reading, and interpretation by the methods of literary interpretation as any verse. This is the position of the New Yorker’s esteemed book critic, James Wood, who, in his introduction to the Archbishop of Canterbury’s Penguin Deluxe Edition Thomas Cranmer’s The Book of Common Prayer of 1549 argued that the Missal of the Church of England is “one of the great enduring works of English literature.” There are a handful of anthologies which treat prayer with the literary interest expressed by Wood. The Oxford Book of Prayer is an ecumenical anthology compiled by a group of scholars, reaching beyond Christianity to explore the diversity of the poetic numinous, with committee member George Appleton stating that their desire was to create admiration for ” to express all who value the religious experience of humanity and seek eternal mystery and transcendence.” Religious populist Karen Armstrong offered her own selection of prayers as poems in Tongues of Fire: An Anthology of Religious and Poetic Experience, which unfortunately is out of stock. But for the most part there is an endemic critical error that separates prayer and poetry.

Theologians often divide prayer into five categories: worship, supplication, thanksgiving, repentance, and confession; In an act of Episcopalian parsimony, essayist Anne Lamott drops these categories in her New Age guide Help, Thanks, Wow: The Three Essential Prayers. Certainly prayer as a genre has several uses, asking the Lord to assuage our needs and desires, but the least of them. This is not to detract from the importance of supplication; There are few things more understandable, more universal, and more human than the individual crying out in helplessness to God. Even God himself supposedly does it when he dies on the cross. If poetry is to be an expression of the breadth of humanity in its full experience, then the various purposes of prayer are a helpful summary of what it means to be a person; The spectrum ranges from ecstatic amazement to humble gratitude, despair and feelings of guilt. Perhaps the most powerful of all prayers embodies all of these reasons for praying at all, for it is not always easy to separate the awful miracle to God from our desire for salvation or our cries for help.

Filmmakers often understand the dramatic potential of a prayer, whether it be John Cazale’s stoic Fredo shooting him in the back of the head during a prayer in the seconds before his brother Michael, played with reptilian effectiveness as played by Al Pacino, calmly recites an Hail Mary, a more unfortunate one Fishing trip in Francis Ford Coppola’s The Godfather: Part II; roared in horror and sadness like Harvey Keitel’s agonized cry in a cathedral at the end of Abel Ferrara’s sombre noir portrayal of a corrupt policeman in Bad Lieutenant; or Samuel L. Jackson’s character Jules Winnfield, who in Pulp Fiction recites scripture (presumptuously invented by director Quentin Tarantino) before executing anyone who has fallen out with him. If a crime drama seems difficult to pray for, it is because prayer is not just for silent meditation, but exists where sin and the sacred must inevitably occupy the same space. This is Jackson’s memorable declaration, reflecting on his screenwriter’s pseudo-scriptural inflection: “I’ve been saying that shit for years. And if you heard it, it meant your ass. I’ve never thought much about what it means. I just thought it was cold blooded shit to tell a motherfucker… But I saw some shit this morning that made me think twice… The truth is… you’re the weak one and I’m the tyranny of bad men. But I try.”

By definition, prayer must be extreme; making oneself a conduit for the transcendent through artfully arranged words is a transgressive practice in a materialistic culture dominated by ruthless pragmatism. Those who reject prayer as sentimental affectation, more Thomas Kincaid than Caravaggio, know that the latter has been at the head of the saint much longer than the former. Not surprising, but oddly underappreciated, is the understandable ease with which poets themselves compose prayers. The 19th-century novelist Anne Brontë wrote her own subversive supplication in 1844, asking, “My God! O let me call you mine! / Though I am a feeble, pitiful sinner, / my trembling soul would like to be yours, / my feeble faith still clings to you.” The poem is entirely orthodox (lower case “o” emphasized), for there was then in the Church of England no one who would look askance at the confession of the fallibility of his faith. But there is also an eroticism in Brontë’s poetry, the romantic connotation of asking the lover to be the speaker, the desire to cling to the lover. In her language she draws on the metaphysical tradition of the 17th century of George Herbert or especially John Donne; in her punctuation she calls Whitman forward. However, the frankness of her confession “I mourn not only the past, / The future fills me with dismay” is Brontë’s testimony alone, however, and the universality of such an observation paradoxically belies her personal nature.

Some of our greatest modernists have written prayers as compelling as anything written in a patrist’s cell or written in the margins of a puritan’s notebook, and not necessarily the obvious figures who had religious fascination, such as T.S. Elliot or Ezra Pound. The broad-shouldered Carl Sandburg of Chicago, the world’s hog capital, wrote an unlikely prayer appropriate enough for his proletarian theme entitled Prayers of Steel. In a manner reminiscent of the Sacred Sonnets of Donne, Sandburg pleads with the Lord: “Lay me on an anvil, O God. / Hit me and hammer me in a crowbar. / Let me break down old walls. / Let me lift and loosen old foundations.” If prayer is erotic, it is also violent – ​​it is instrumental. Such a practice is said to be a technology for transformation, and Sandburg’s desire is to be turned into something with all the weight, energy, and grit of pure matter so that God would “beat me and hammer me in a steel nail.” / Ride me in the girders that hold a skyscraper together. / Take red-hot rivets and fasten me to the medians.” For this is a fundamental tension, a beautiful paradox of prayer—that it requires a profound humility, but is based on the belief that a simple man can casually compose verses to the infinite, so that the one who is at rest “may be the great nail that holds a skyscraper through blue nights into white stars.”

Another modernist psalmist is the Jamaican-American poet and seminal figure of the Harlem Renaissance, Claude McKay, who wrote a melancholy and intensely personal meditation in 1922, in which he wrote: “Amid the discordant sounds of the day I hear you calling; / I stumble as I walk the path of the earth; Keep me from falling,” a statement that perhaps most sharply distinguishes prayer as a subset of poetry—for unlike the latter, the former is always bound to be honest (for its reader would know if it weren’t ). In a theme that has motivated religious narratives from Paul to Augustine to Hank Williams Sr., McKay tells God that “the wild and fiery passion of my youth consumes my soul; / In torment I turn to you for truth and self-control.” The rhyming couplets, as critically out of fashion as they were and are, give the prayer the singsong quality of a hymn; Her formal innocence contributes to the sense of helplessness that motivates the most intense prayers.

Better known for her gin and vermouth-tinged quips at the Algonquin Round Table than for her piety, this great joker and storyteller, Dorothy Parker, penned a beautiful and sad prayer described in James P. More Jr. in One Nation Under God in 1930 : A History of Prayer in America as “an expression of a rare tenderness in the midst of personal loss”. Written in light of infidelity, miscarriage and the ubiquitous companion of alcoholism, Parker pleaded, “Dearest one, when I am dead / Never seek to follow me. / Never climb the still hill / Where the copper leaves are still / As my heart stands on the tree / By my narrow bed.” Parker’s sadness is a response to those who see prayer only as the short-sightedness of personal contentment when they are around ask cosmic favors. Rather, their prayer is an artifact of the fractured ego that defines the tragedy of any truthfully uttered prayer—that prayer, if it is to be heard, must be a ritual of ego annihilation, of hesychasm. “Just for your tenderness, / Say a little prayer at night,” Parker wrote, “Say, ‘I have now forgiven – / I, so weak and said; O you, / shrouded in thunder, shrouded in light, / surely you will do no less.”

If prayer were “effective,” people would not die young, alone, sick, spurned, and forgotten; If prayer were “pragmatic,” loved ones would not suffer and perish, people would not be in debt, houses would not be foreclosed on; If prayer were “useful,” then we would never be distressed and broken. That the purpose of prayer is not to be effective, pragmatic, or useful speaks to a much deeper thirst that the practice quenches. Prayer is not about avoiding bad things; it’s about how to approach their inevitability in a fallen world. Because I’m a broken person who drank once too much and discovered that it was impossible for me to drink less without drinking it all, I decided it would be easier not to drink at all. As such, there is a perhaps predictable and clichéd prayer that I have long been fond of but has as much meaning to me as the Jesus Prayer did to John Cassian. The Zaleskis write of the “Serenity Prayer” that “there is nothing in it smack of ideology or sectarianism, and yet its demands, if faithfully and to the letter obeyed, require Solomonic discernment and holy steadfastness.”

The prayer is commonly credited to the liberal Protestant minister and theologian Reinhold Niebuhr, who claims he first preached it during World War II in a sermon at an evangelical church in western Massachusetts, all by an “ancient Greek, an English poet, [or ] an American naval officer,” as the Zaleskis write. As seen on coffee mugs, wall hangings, keychains, and cross-stitches, the serenity prayer implores: “God grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change / the courage to change the things we can change / and the wisdom to know the difference.” This stoic call is often misconstrued as maudlin mumbo-jumbo by those who stop at the first sentence, misinterpreting the call to surrender as thoughtless surrender, when in fact it is often sensible. It is however, the second movement that contains the pathos, and the third contains the ingredient for any true story.When people cannot tell the difference, we call it tragedy;when they can, we call it another—even if a tragedy is forever possibility remains.

Of course, the devout Greatest Hits also have a lot to recommend themselves. Each of the major Abrahamic faiths is poetically linked by defining prayers, be it the Jewish Shema Yisrael, the Christian Pater Noster, or the Islamic Shahadah. The Blessing of the Shema is both principle and poem, the brief statement “Hear, O Israel: The Lord is our God, the Lord is One”, a statement of divine synthesis, unity, consilience. The request that the assembled people must hear lifts our profane realm into the transcendent. As with the hesychasts or Whitman, humanity itself is transferred into the very flesh of prayer. Describing the phylacteries used by practicing Jews when reciting prayer, Melvin Konner writes in Unsettled: An Anthropology of the Jews of “Tefillin, the black leather boxes that hold the words of the Shema and fulfill the commandment to call them ‘a Signs on the hand’ and ‘little forehead between the eyes’.” The Shahada does something similar, presenting an axiom as a prayer, the drama therein a statement of reality itself. “There is no god but God,” the prays devout Muslim, and part of the beauty of the statement lies in its tautological simplicity, the self-referentiality that is broken in the English transliteration only by orthographic conventions regarding the capitalization of certain words. The Pater Noster has a similar sense of how heaven (and perhaps hell) dwells not in an afterlife but in the here and now, as clear as a poem placed in a box and pinned to the forehead. What could be more tangible than the cancellation of debt and our “daily bread”?

America’s greatest psalmist, Emily Dickinson, defined the genre as “the little device / Through which people reach / Where presence is denied them,” the void of that signature dash that expresses everything we’ve ever felt, thought, or wondered about at the center of this spaces absent scribe whom we call G‑d. Perhaps this ancient language of worship, thanks, repentance and so on is limited, better think of prayer as poetry to be internalized and taken away, a consuming device that burns up the trash of personality to leave behind ( w) holly ash. Prayer is the poetry that possesses the body, the core of a soul that remains when all else has been sacrificed. Poems are written for listeners, readers, the poet himself, but only prayers are written for God.

Undoubtedly the literary genre for which there are the greatest number of compositions, but the vast majority of which are not heard or read by any living person. The only literary genre that doesn’t even need words to be a poem. All true prayers have as their theme the drama of salvation, redemption, reconciliation and peace. This was the request of the great Iranian poet Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi, who ecstatically implored us in the 13th century: “Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, scholar – it doesn’t matter, / We are not a caravan of despair. / Come, even if you have broken your vows a hundred times, / Come, come again, come.” So this prayer, even if it seems desperate, is an inherently optimistic genre. What it presupposes is that every second is a portal through which some form of grace can enter. It hopes someone is listening on the receiving end.

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In times of emotional, mental, or physical distress, it’s easy to feel hopeless and believe that things will never get better. At times, breaking free from these spiraling thoughts can be a confusing and difficult process. But it is important to remember that you are not alone and that there are steps you can take to heal and find peace and strength again. One way to approach this process is to read or speak aloud a healing prayer. Whether the obstacle you face involves your health, work, family, relationship, or something else, prayer can bring comfort during the healing process.

Reading or reciting these prayers for yourself or a loved one will not be the solution to the problem you are currently facing. You may need to take other routes, e.g. B. Talk to a professional to solve the underlying problem. Recovery looks different for everyone, but healing prayers can bring comfort at a time when you need it most. The Covid-19 pandemic is an ongoing emergency that has impacted the mental and emotional well-being of most people, particularly when it comes to grief, loss and pain. Turning to these healing words can be empowering and help alleviate some of the loneliness and isolation that many have felt (and continue to feel) during the pandemic.

If you have a friend or family member going through an emergency, you can share these healing prayers with them as well. Keeping them in your thoughts and prayers can bring them peace, just as reading healing prayers can give you strength.

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Hello, everyone. I’m Michelle Anthony. Welcome to family ministry conversations. Today’s topic will be blessings. What a wonderful opportunity we have as ministry leaders and help our parents bless the next generation. That comes straight from Scripture.

The idea of ​​blessing is to speak a blessing over someone. The word blessing literally means “good speech”.

Consider how much bad-mouthing is poured out on our children, our students, and even our families, our marriages, and individuals in our lives who are only mired in bad-mouthing because the world and the enemy are dragging them down.

The word blessing literally means “good speech”.

Blessing is an opportunity to speak the truth

This opportunity to say good things about them fills their minds and hearts with things that are true. True things God says about them. So when we bless children or bless one another, Scripture gives us some clues. And one of those things is that we want to tell the truth.

So often when I bless a child or a friend or my spouse, I speak words of Scripture directly to them because that is the truth. We know these are true.

Sometimes I will say things that I want to be true for my children because I want them to be secure and confident in their identity in Christ. So I speak so well about them that they may find that.

Blessing is not the same as prayer

Well, a blessing differs from a prayer to whom we address it. That’s how I address it, for example, in a prayer to God. “Dear Heavenly Father, dear Jesus.” But in a blessing, I point it to you.

So when you see blessings throughout Scripture, you generally see where it says like “May you know” or “May you be blessed.” The words “May you” indicate to me that I am speaking to you in a prayerful attitude.

A few tips on blessing

Be yourself

So one of the ways I encourage people who are learning to bless others is to just be themselves first. There is no right or wrong way to bless someone because it comes from your heart and you are speaking the truth that God will use.

You are just the vehicle he uses. So it doesn’t have to be perfect, and it doesn’t have to be one way or the other. So be yourself

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Use the right touch

The second is when blessing your children or even a good friend or spouse I encourage an appropriate touch. Maybe a hand on a shoulder or hold someone’s hand and then look them straight in the eye.

Think about how often we don’t make direct eye contact with those we love. A child once told me that her parents only looked at her when she was being disciplined. Now that’s a horrible thought.

So we want to make sure that we’re giving them eye contact, we’re looking them straight in the eye. And then I like to start a blessing when I’m a parent with these words, “Brandon, your mom loves you.” Or “Jacob, your dad loves you.”

Words of blessing are powerful

When we say these things to our children now, we remind them how good it is to be loved unconditionally by their parents every day. Imagine what life would be like if you heard those words from your parents alone every day.

Now, when you bless a friend, you can say, “Cheryl, your heavenly Father loves you.” We can always trace her back to this paternal figure.

And then as we speak the truth about them to say, “May you know that in your love for God you are sure that he loves you with the height and depth and breadth that only Jesus Christ could give you. And that your sins are as far apart from you as the east is from the west. That God has great plans for you and that you can be confident in your salvation.”

You might want to pray for a son or daughter who is struggling at school: “Jacob, may you be strong and courageous in the midst of temptations and trials. May you know that Jesus is with you always and will never leave you or leave you.”

These are the words that speak truth, blessing, and goodness to our children, to our friends, and to our family members.

And the blessing should be bountiful in every way every day. They should not be reserved for spiritual moments or times, for every moment can be spiritual as we bless one another with goodness and truth.

Blessing others is blessing ourselves. These uplifting blessing prayers for others are the perfect example of the types of prayers you can recite with God to lift them up to the Lord and strengthen their walk with Christ.

God of blessings, I know that when I give, it will be given to me, so I pray that I give to them freely. I thank You knowing that a good measure, weighed down, squashed and overflowing, will be poured into my lap. I don’t have to chase after your blessings, for you give generously to your people without reproach. I pray that I will show that respect when I do good things for others, for the same standard I hold will be held in return. Amen.

Luke 6:38

Jehovah Jireh, You are my provider! You are the source of all blessings! Your word declares that you, my God, will supply all my needs according to the riches of your glory in Christ. Lord I know You bless people in abundance, I know Your children need not worry for You see them and will lift them up and bless them. I glorify your name for you will always bless those who love you amen.

Philippians 4:19

Peerless Father, I proclaim peace and joy in the hearts of your people! I declare that You will bless and protect Your children; You will make your face shine on them and be merciful to them! I pray against the adversary’s plans to steal joy and peace from your people. I declare that your children will remain uplifted, for there is none who can uplift the soul like you, amen.

Numbers 6:24-25

God of Heaven, today I choose not to worry about anything, but in any situation I will present my requests to you through prayer and supplication with thanksgiving. I know that your peace will not only transcend understanding, but will protect the hearts and minds of your children within you. I pray that you will bless and uplift, preserve and guide your people who are faithful to you when they are going through difficulties. Amen.

Philippians 4:6-7

Lord, thank you for continuing to bless me! I know that every good and perfect gift comes from above and descends from You – the Father of the heavenly lights – who does not change like the shifting of shadows. Lord, You are with Your people at all times; I know you will bless them in everything they do! Lift up the hearts of Your people and keep shining Your steadfast light on them, Amen.

James 1:17

Wonderful God, I present your children to you now so that you may bless them. I pray that they will not walk in the footsteps of the ungodly, or tread the path of sinners, or sit in the company of scoffers, but enjoy Your law and meditate on Your law day and night. I thank you because I know that if they become like a tree planted by streams of water, you will lift them up. Amen.

Psalms 1:1-3

Awesome Creator, You are my shepherd, I lack nothing. I thank you in advance for blessing your people, for as you draw the sheep near green pastures and still waters, you refresh and edify the souls of your people. I know that You will lead them to the right paths for Your name’s sake. Even when they go through the darkest valley, they will fear no harm, for You are with them; Thy rod and thy staff shall exalt, comfort, and bless them, amen.

Psalm 23:1-4

Heavenly Father, You are the Rock to which Your people can take refuge! You are their shield and the horn of their salvation. Father, thank you for being their stronghold, their refuge and savior – you save them from violent people and lift them up from negativity. I pray that you will bless her in all areas of her life and I commend you for you deserve all the glory, honor and praise! Amen.

2 Samuel 22:3-4

Eternal God, You are worthy to be praised for being able to bless others abundantly so that in all things at all times they may abound in every good work, having everything they need! Thank you in advance for blessing and edifying your children because it has made their time on earth more bearable. Thank you for being gracious to your people by allowing them to find joy in you, amen.

2 Corinthians 9:8

Prayer is the way we communicate with God. That’s how he sometimes communicates with us. He has commanded us to pray. The following may help you learn how to pray.

The prayer consists of four simple steps

A prayer consists of four simple steps. They are evident in the Lord’s Prayer at Matthew 6:9-13:

Turn to Heavenly Father. Thank him for blessings. ask him for blessings. Close in the name of Jesus Christ.

The prayer can be said in your mind or out loud. Praying out loud can sometimes focus the mind. Prayers can be said at any time. For meaningful prayer, it is best to find a quiet place where you will not be disturbed.

Step 1: Reach out to Heavenly Father

We open prayer by turning to God because He is the one we are praying to. Begin by saying “Heavenly Father” or “Heavenly Father.”

We address Him as our Heavenly Father because He is the Father of our spirits. He is our Creator and the one to whom we owe everything we have, including our lives.

Step 2: Thank Heavenly Father

After we open the prayer, we tell our Heavenly Father what we are thankful for. You can start by saying, “Thank you…” or “I’m grateful for…”. We show our gratitude to our Father by telling Him in our prayer what we are thankful for; like our home, family, health, the earth and other blessings.

Be sure to include general blessings like health and safety as well as specific blessings like divine protection during a particular journey.

Step 3: Ask Heavenly Father

After we thank our Father in Heaven, we can ask Him for help. Some of the ways you can do this are:

“I beg you…”

“I need…”

“Please help me…”

We can ask Him to bless us with the things we need like knowledge, comfort, guidance, peace, health, etc.

Remember that when we ask for the strength needed to face life’s challenges, we are more likely to receive answers and blessings than to ask for the challenges to be removed.

Step 4: Close in the name of Jesus Christ

We close the prayer with the words “In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen”. We do this because Jesus is our Savior, our mediator between death (physical and spiritual) and eternal life. We also close with Amen because it means that we accept or agree with what has been said.

A simple prayer might go like this:

Dear Heavenly Father, I am so grateful for your guidance in my life. I am especially thankful for my safe journey when shopping today. As I try to keep your commandments, please help me always remember to pray. Please help me read the scriptures daily. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Pray in a group

When praying with a group of people, only the person saying the prayer speaks. The person praying should say the prayer in the plural, such as “We thank you” and “We ask you.”

In the end, when the person says amen, the rest of the group also says amen. This shows our approval or acceptance of what they prayed for.

Always pray, with sincerity and with faith in Christ

Jesus Christ taught us to always pray. He also taught us to pray sincerely and avoid unnecessary repetition. We must pray with unshakable faith and real intent.

One of the most important things we should pray for is to learn the truth about God and His plan for us.

Prayers are always answered

Prayer can be answered in a variety of ways, sometimes as feelings from the Holy Spirit or thoughts that come to mind.

Sometimes a feeling of peace or warmth comes to our hearts as we read the scriptures. Events that we experience can also be answers to our prayers.

Preparing for personal revelation will also help us receive answers to prayer. God loves us and is our Father in heaven. He hears and answers prayers.

Updated by Krista Cook.

A Prayer for My Daughter by William Butler Yeats talks about the poet’s family. It shows his concern and concern for the future well-being and prospects of his daughter Anne.

Yeats wrote A Prayer for my Daughter in 1919, shortly after his daughter’s birth and World War II. So the lingering unsettling feeling is visible in the background and in the poet’s mind. The poem first appeared in his 1921 anthology Michael Robartes and the Dancer.

A prayer for my daughter W. B. Yeats Once more the storm howls, and half hidden Under this cradle hood and cover my child sleeps. There is no obstacle but Gregory’s forest, and a bare hill, whereby the wind that levels haystacks and roofs that is grown on the Atlantic can be stopped; And for an hour I walked and prayed because of the great darkness that’s in my head. I’ve walked an hour and prayed for this little child And heard the sea wind screaming on the tower And under the arches of the bridge and screaming In the elms over the flooded stream; Imagined in excited reverie that the years to come had come, Dancing to a raging drum, From the murderous innocence of the sea. May beauty be granted her, and yet not beauty to disturb a stranger’s eye, Or her before a mirror, For those who are made too beautiful, regard beauty as a sufficient end Who lose natural friendliness and perhaps the heart’s revealing intimacy who chooses right, and never find a boyfriend. Helen, who was chosen, found life flat and dull And later had much trouble with a fool, While that great queen who rose from the spray, Being fatherless, could have her way, And yet a bow-legged blacksmith for man chose. It is certain that fine women eat a mad salad with their meat, thereby destroying the cornucopia. Out of politeness I would have taught them mainly; Hearts are not given, but hearts are earned by those who are not quite beautiful; Yet many who have played the fool For beauty herself have made charm wise, And many a poor man who has wandered, Loved, and thought himself loved, Cannot take his eyes from a glad goodness. May she become a blossoming hidden tree, that all her thoughts may be like linnets, and have nothing to seek but to distribute her bounty of tones, nor to hunt for merriment, nor to fight for merriment. O may she live like a green laurel rooted in a dear eternal place. My mind, for little thriving on the mind I loved, the kind of beauty I’ve vowed, has dried up lately, but knows that of all evil odds, it can be good to be suffocated by hate. When there is no hatred in a spirit, the wind’s charge and battery can never tear the linnet from the leaf. An intellectual hatred is the worst, so let them think opinions are cursed. Have I not seen the fairest woman that was born from the mouth of Plenty’s horn, because of her wayward mind that horn and exchanges all good things, understood by quiet natures, for an old bellows full of angry winds? In the face of this, driven by all hate, the soul regains its radical innocence and at last learns that it pleases itself, appeases itself, frightens itself, and that its own sweet will is Heaven’s will; She can still be happy though every face should scowl And every windy quarter howl Or every bellows should burst. And may her bridegroom bring her to a house where all is customary, solemn; For arrogance and hatred are the commodities peddled in the thoroughfares. But how are innocence and beauty born in custom and ceremony? Ceremony is a name for the rich horn, and custom for the sprawling laurel tree.

summary

W. B. Yeats, in his ten-stanza poem A Prayer for my Daughter, asks how best to raise a daughter. Although the war was over in 1919, it became normal in Ireland. So he ponders how she will weather the difficult times that lie ahead in the politically turbulent times. The poem expresses not only the helplessness of Yeats as a father, but of all fathers who have had to go through this situation. He wants to give his daughter a life full of beauty and innocence, safety and security. He also wants her to be well mannered and full of humility, free from intellectual hatred and strong headstrong. After all, he wants her to marry into an aristocratic family rooted in spirituality and traditional values.

shape and structure

The poem “A prayer for my daughter” is written in lyrical form and contains ten eight-line stanzas. The strophic form is the same as that used by him in “In Memory of Major Robert Gregory”. Each stanza follows a regular rhyme scheme of “AABBCDDC”. The poem follows a metrical structure that alternates between iambic pentameter and trochaic pentameter. The poem is constructed as a poet’s appeal to God and his daughter as he would like her to become as she grows up.

theme and settings

The poem “A Prayer for My Daughter” depicts the theme of love and fear of a father blessed with a daughter. It also shows the poet’s hopes for his daughter and his expectation that she will become a very beautiful woman blessed with the qualities of a virtuous soul. The setting of the poem is uncertain, as the poem is created in the poet’s mind. The speaker is the poet himself, speaking to his daughter. The poem is talkative and didactic in tone with varying feelings of gloom, uncertainty, hope and fear.

Analysis, stanza by stanza

verse one

Once again the storm howls and half hidden

Under that cradle hood and lid

My child continues to sleep. There is no obstacle

But Gregory’s forest and a bare hill

Where the haystack and roof smoothing wind,

Bred on the Atlantic, can be overnighted;

And for an hour I walked and prayed

Because of the great darkness that’s in my head.

The poem A Prayer for My Daughter begins with the image of the child sleeping in a cradle, half hidden by its hood. The child innocently sleeps amid the “howling storm” outside, but Yeats couldn’t calm down because of the storm inside. The howling of the storm symbolizes the devastation mentioned by the poet in his The Second Coming. Bred in the Atlantic, the wind has no obstacles save the estate of Lady Gregory, which refers to the poet’s patron saint, and a bare hill. The direct effect of the wind, that is, the force of the outside world, especially on his daughter, worries the poet. Because of this great gloom, he walked and prayed that his daughter would be protected from the physical storm outside and the political storm brewing over Ireland.

stanza two

I walked and prayed for this little child for an hour

And heard the sea wind screaming on the tower

And under the arches of the bridge and scream

In the elms over the flooded stream;

Imagine yourself in excited reverie

That the future years had come

dancing to a raging drum,

From the murderous innocence of the sea.

The second verse of “A Prayer for My Daughter” further explains Yeats’ worries about the future. He hears the sea crying on the tower, under the bridge, and elm trees above the flooded stream. The onomatopoeic word “scream” and the “overflowing stream” symbolize the poet’s overwhelming concern for his daughter. It also refers to the great flood in the Bible. Due to his haunting fear, he imagines the future coming out of the sea and dances to the frenzied drum, alluding to war and bloodshed. In the final line, the poet uses the paradox of “murderous innocence” to juxtapose the world and his daughter, also reminiscent of the imagery of the “blood-darkened tide” in The Second Coming.

stanza three

May she be granted beauty and yet not

beauty to disturb a stranger’s eye,

Or hers in front of a mirror, for those

very nicely done,

Consider beauty a sufficient end,

Losing natural kindness and maybe

The heartfelt intimacy

That chooses right and never finds a friend.

In the third stanza of “A Prayer for My Daughter,” Yeats prays for his daughter’s gift of beauty. At the same time, he doesn’t want her beauty to disturb her or make her dependent on her beauty for everything. Also, he doesn’t want her to get proud or vain, spend all day staring in the mirror and have no natural social connections. The poet implies that too much beauty is dangerous and that he wants her to be beautiful enough to secure a husband.

stanza four

When Helen was chosen, she found life flat and boring

And later had much trouble from a fool

While that great queen rising from the spray

Being fatherless might have its way

Yet chose a bow-legged blacksmith for man.

It is certain that fine women eat

A crazy salad with their meat

Where the cornucopia is undone.

In the fourth stanza of A Prayer for My Daughter, Yeats reinforces his view of how excessive beauty has always been a source of trouble and destruction. He addresses Helena in Greek mythology, who is considered to be the most beautiful woman in the world whom fate has brought upon her, and many others. The image of Helen is reminiscent of another character, Aphrodite, rising from the spray. The union of Aphrodite with the bow-legged Smith of Hephaestus is reminiscent of the Maud Gonne McBride episode. The poet wonders if the beautiful women are eating something stupid for a salad, that they are making a stupid decision that will bring eternal misery. “The rich Horn of Plenty” suggests courtesy, aristocracy and ceremony lost by the women who make foolish decisions.

stanza five

Out of politeness I would mostly let them study;

Hearts are not given, hearts are earned

Of those who aren’t quite beautiful;

Yet many who played the fool

For beauty itself has made charm wise,

And many a poor man who has strayed

loved and thought himself loved,

He cannot take his eyes off happy friendliness.

In stanza five of A Prayer for My Daughter, the poet continues what is meant to bring more than mere beauty to his daughter. He wants his daughter to learn to be compassionate and kind. Often men who thought they loved and were loved by beautiful women were disappointed compared to those who found love in the humble but compassionate women. Also, he says that humble and polite people attract hearts than those with beauty, alluding to his own marriage. Finally, he makes it clear that he wants his daughter to be a pleasant young woman and not an arrogant beauty.

stanza six

May she become a blossoming hidden tree

That all her thoughts may be like the linnet

And have nothing else to do than donate all around

your sonority,

Neither, but start a hunt in merriment,

Not even a fight out of amusement.

O may she live like a green laurel

Rooted in a dear eternal place.

In verse six of A Prayer for My Daughter, Yeats continues to talk about his hopes and expectations for his daughter. When she grows up, he wants her to be happy and content. He wants her to become “a blossoming hidden tree” and her thoughts like a “linnet” referring to his innocence and cheerfulness. Like a linnet, he wants her to be happy with herself and infect others with her happiness. In addition, he wants her to live like a “laurel” rooted in a certain place. The poet reveals his desire for his daughter to be rooted in tradition.

verse seven

My mind ’cause the mind I loved

The kind of beauty I approved

Little flourishes, has dried up lately,

But know that it chokes on hatred

May well be boss of all bad odds.

When there’s no hate in your head

Attack and battery of the wind

Can never tear the linnet from the page.

Yeats goes on to speak of women’s complacency in verse seven of A Prayer for My Daughter. He believes that kind, independent, traditionally rooted women are incorruptible. The poet regards hate as the cause of all evil and prays that she will be drained of this evil. He also believes that a soul free from hate will retain its innocence and hatred. Just as the storm outside cannot tear leaves from strong trees, so turmoil and war cannot break a strong woman.

verse eight

An intellectual hatred is the worst

So let her think that opinions are cursed.

Haven’t I seen the most beautiful woman born?

From the mouth of Plenty’s horn,

Because of their opinionated way of thinking

Trade this horn and all the best

Understood by calm natures

For an old bellows full of angry wind?

In stanza eight of A Prayer for My Daughter, the poet begs his daughter to shun passion and wild emotions, which he saw as the weakness of beautiful women. It has to be moderate because people who love deeply might also hate deeply. Hate destroys people and makes them do cruel things, especially intellectual hate, which is the worst of all kinds. The poet reflects on his emotional state when Maud Gonne refused him to marry John Macbride. He wants his daughter to experience neither disappointment nor hatred.

stanza nine

In view of this, driven by all hatred,

The soul regains radical innocence

And finally learns that it’s masturbation

self-soothing, self-terrifying,

And that his own sweet will is Heaven’s will;

She can, though every face should scowl

And every windy quarter howls

Or every bellows burst, still be happy.

The ninth stanza continues to describe the effects of hate and the benefit of staying away from hate. Once the hatred is driven out, the soul can regain its innocence. Then the soul would be free to explore and find out that it is “self-gratifying,” “self-soothing,” and “self-frightening.” According to the poet, the ideal woman makes everyone happy and well, in spite of all the storms of misfortune that come their way. She is a fortress for those around her and her will would be that of heaven for she has a clear mind.

stanza ten

And may her bridegroom bring her into a house

Where everything is customary, solemn;

For arrogance and hatred are the commodities

Peded in the thoroughfares.

Like, but in custom and in ceremony

Are innocence and beauty born?

Ceremony is a name for the rich horn,

And custom for the sprawling laurel tree.

In the last stanza of A Prayer for My Daughter, the poet expresses his last wish. He prays that his daughter will be married off to a good husband who will bring her into a home with aristocratic values ​​and traditions. In his opinion, neither arrogance nor hatred of the common people can be found there, but morality and purity. In addition, the poet does not want her to lead a decadent life. He concludes by stating that his daughter would be rooted in spiritual values ​​like a “laurel tree”.

About W.B. Yeats

William Butler Yeats was born on June 13, 1865, the eldest son of John Butler Yeats. He was considered one of the key figures in 20th-century literature. He helped found the Abbey Theatre. Yeats’s commendable contribution to poetry earned him the recognition of many of the great poets of the day. In his later years he served two terms as Senator from the Irish Free State before dying on 28 January 1939.

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A poem of praise is a poem of homage or gratitude. Praise means expressing admiration, paying homage, and/or declaring positive qualities. Worship poetry is part of the literary tradition of many cultures.

History of the Poem

Worship poetry was popular in medieval literature and during the Renaissance, when it often expressed worship or admiration of heroes, kings, or deities. Worship poetry has also long been one of the most prevalent poetic forms in parts of Africa and remains a well-known literary form in various African cultures.

For example, praise poems are called Oriki in Yorùbá, lsibongo in Zulu, and Maboko in Tswana. In the African literary tradition, a poem of praise refers to a set of laudatory epithets applied to gods, people, animals, places, etc. that capture the essence of the praise. These poems are often an important part of an oral tradition, as professional bards, who can be both eulogists for a chief and court historians of their tribe, sing the poems. These poems offer images and stories related to a person and their story.

Poems of praise can also generically refer to any poem that expresses gratitude. Examples include Elizabeth Alexander’s Praise Song for the Day, Angelo Geter’s Praise, and W.S. Merwin’s Thanks.

Prayer is perhaps the most powerful

power that we possess. Clemens von

Alexandria said, “Prayer holds

Company with God.” By doing

prayer a part of your daily life,

You will feel the divine presence

which holds the key to peace and love.

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“And Satan trembles when he sees

The weakest saint on his knees.”

~ William Cowper

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The 15 strongest prayers

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1)

The Lord’s Prayer

Our Father who art in heaven,

Blessed be your name.

your kingdom come.

Your will be done on earth

how it is in heaven

Give us today our daily bread.

And forgive us our sins

while we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

for yours is the kingdom

and power and glory forever.

Amen.

Matthew 6:9-13

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2)

Breathe me in, o Holy Spirit,

that my thoughts are all holy.

Act in me, O Holy Spirit,

that my work also be holy

Draw my heart, O Holy Spirit,

that I love, but which is sacred

Strengthen me, O Holy Spirit,

to defend all that is sacred

Lead me then, O Holy Spirit,

that I may always be holy.

Amen

mother Teresa

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3)

The lord is my shepherd; I will not want.

He lets me lie down on green meadows:

He leads me to still waters.

He restores my soul: he leads me into the

ways of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yes, though I walk through the valley of

shadow of death, I fear no evil: for

you’re with me; your staff and your staff them

console me. You prepare a table

me in the presence of my enemies: you

anoint my head with oil; my mug is running

Above. Verily, goodness and mercy will

Follow me all the days of my life: and I

will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

psalm 23

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4)

O gracious and holy father,

give us wisdom to perceive you,

intelligence to understand you

zeal to seek you,

patience to wait for you

eyes to see you

a heart to meditate on you,

and a life to proclaim you

through the power of the spirit

from Jesus Christ our Lord.

Saint Benedict

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5)

morning prayer

Thank you for keeping me safe

the night, please watch over me meanwhile

the day and keep me from harm.

give me strength, oh lord,

so that I can make the right decisions

be kind and good to others.

Please protect my family and friends,

all day and into the night,

and please always let me know it’s you

always with me

guide me and love me.

In the name of Jesus Christ I pray

Amen.

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6)

Christ with me, Christ before me,

Christ behind me, Christ in me,

Christ below me, Christ above me,

Christ on my right, Christ on my left,

Christ where I lie, Christ where I sit

Christ where I rise

Christ in the heart of all who

think of me, Christ in your mouth

from everyone who speaks of me

Christ in every eye that sees me

Christ in every ear that hears me.

Saint Patrick

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7)

The Serenity Prayer

God grant me the serenity

Accepting the things I can’t change;

courage to change the things I can;

And wisdom to know the difference.

Live one day at a time;

Enjoy one moment at a time;

accept hardship as a path to peace;

Take as he did, this sinful world

As it is, not the way I want it;

Trust that he will do everything right

If I submit to His will;

So that I can be reasonably happy in this life,

And extremely happy with him

Forever and forever in the next.

Reinhold Niebuhr

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8th)

Bless all who worship you

from the rising of the sun,

until its demise.

give us of your goodness;

Inspire us with your love;

Guide us by your Spirit;

protect us with your power;

in your mercy receive us

now and always.

5th century prayer

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9)

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hate let me sow love

Where there is injury, forgive,

Where there is doubt, faith

Where there is despair, there is hope

Where there is darkness, there is light

Where there is sadness, there is joy.

O Divine Master, grant me that I may not

Many seek comfort than comfort,

not so much to understand as to

understand not to be loved so much as

love; because in giving we receive,

In forgiveness we are forgiven

in dying we are born to eternal life.

St. Francis of Assisi

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10)

I will raise my eyes to the hills.

Where is my help coming from?

My help comes from the Lord

who made heaven and earth.

He will not allow your foot to be moved:

who protects you will not slumber.

Behold, whoever preserves Israel will do it

neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper: The Lord is yours

shadow on your right hand.

The sun won’t beat you by day

nor the moon at night.

The Lord keep you from all evil:

he will keep your soul. The Lord shall

Guard your exit and your entrance

from now on and even forever.

Psalm 121:1-8

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11)

Soul of Christ, sanctify me.

Body of Christ heal me.

Blood of Christ, drink me.

Water from Christ’s side, wash me.

Passion of the Christ, strengthen me.

Good Jesus, hear me.

protect me in your wounds

Keep me from turning away.

Protect me from evil.

In the hour of my death call me.

lead me into your presence

to praise you with all your saints

forever and ever. Amen.

Anima of Christ

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12)

May there always be work

to do for your hands.

May your wallet always last

a coin or two.

May the sun always shine

on your window pane.

May a rainbow be assured

to follow every rain

May a friend’s hand

always be near you, and

May God fill your heart

with pleasure to please you.

Irish prayer

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13)

May the power of God guide me

the power of God keep me today.

May the wisdom of God teach me

God’s eye watches over me

God’s ear hears me

the Word of God gives me sweet words,

God’s hand protect me

and the way of God guide me.

Saint Patrick

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14)

I don’t ask you to walk smooth paths

Also, don’t carry a light load.

I pray for strength and fortitude

Climb the rock-strewn road.

Give me such courage that I can scale

Only the hardest peaks

And transform every stumbling block

Into a diving board.

Gail Brook Burkett

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fifteen)

O Holy Spirit

descend abundantly

in my heart.

Light up the dark

corners of it

neglected apartment

and scatter yours

happy rays.

St. Augustine of Hippo

Reminding ourselves of our everyday blessings is a great way to practice gratitude. It helps us remember all the good things in our lives and move us forward. Whether you’re looking for a motivating reminder, something to cheer you up when you’re feeling down, or a simple blessing to get your morning started, we’ve got you covered. We have created a complete list of our top picks for blessed quotes just for you. Start reading below to find your new favorite blessed quotes.

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Quotes about being blessed

The following quotes highlight the simple blessings in life. Use them to start your morning or share them with loved ones. And if you have additional blessings that aren’t on this list, feel free to share them below!

“Every day is a blessing from God for me. And I see it as a fresh start. Yes, everything is beautiful.” – Prince

“Life is not always easy to live, but the opportunity to do so is an unimaginable blessing. Throughout life we ​​will face struggles, many of which will cause us suffering and pain.” – L. Lionel Kendrick

“My life has been a blessing. I’m thankful for everything I have, the places I go and the things I’ve seen.” – Leah Labelle

“You never know where a blessing can come from.” – Teena-Marie

“Inspiration is a mysterious blessing that comes when the wheels turn smoothly.” – Quentin Blake

“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.” – Camille Pissarro

Bible verses about being blessed

The following Bible verses about being blessed show us how grateful we are. These quotes also look great engraved or printed onto one of our religious personalized gifts.

“The lord bless you and take care of you; The LORD make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you. – Numbers 6:24-25

“Every good and perfect gift comes down from above, from the Father of heavenly lights, who does not change like shadows changing.” – James 1:17

“Blessed is he who trusts in the LORD, who trusts in him. They will be like a tree planted by the water, sending out its roots by the stream. It fears not when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It worries not in a year of drought, and never fails in its fruit.”—Jeremiah 17:7-8

“And God can bless you abundantly, that in everything and at all times in everything you need you abound in all good works.” – 2 Corinthians 9:8

“Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stand in the way of sinners, nor sit in the seat of scoffers.” – Psalm 1:1

Blessed morning quotes

Start your morning off right with the following blessed morning quotes. Plus, make your favorite quote a part of your home decor with a hanging canvas print.

“An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.” – Henry David Thoreau

“Every day is a blessing” – Olivia Culpo

“Being simple is a blessing. Only to live is holy.” – Abraham Joshua Heschel

“Cultivate beginnings, let us nurture beginnings. Not all things are blessed, but the seeds of all things are blessed. The blessing is in the seed.” – Muriel Rukeyser

“You are a blessing to my morning.” – Unknown

“When you get up in the morning think about what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.” – Marcus Aurelius

Count your blessings quotes

The following quotes are helpful when life lets you down. Let them inspire you to count the many blessings in your life. And don’t forget to help the little ones practice counting their blessings with a personalized story book from Daily Blessings.

“There is a blessing in everything that happens to us.” – Kamaru Usman

“It’s never too late. Don’t focus on what has been taken away. Find something to replace it and acknowledge the blessings you have.” – Drew Barrymore

“I think there is a blessing in every lesson, and there are so many blessings from all the lessons I’ve had to go through in life.” – Alonzo Tragedy

“The harvest of old age is the remembrance and fullness of the blessings previously assured.” – Marcus Tullius Cicero

“I’ve found that when we step back and look at the blessings in our lives, including seemingly small blessings that are sometimes overlooked, we can find greater happiness rather than dwelling on the negative.” – Thomas S. Morrison

Blessed Family Quotes

One of the greatest blessings in our lives is our families. These quotes prove just that. And if you’re looking for additional inspiration, be sure to check out our resource on Bible verses about family.

“I move in a space of gratitude. I’m so grateful to God for blessing me with a great family and the opportunity to do what I love.” — Jurnee Smollett-Bell

“A lifelong blessing for children is to fill them with warm memories of times together. Happy memories become treasures in the heart to pull out in the tough days of adulthood.” – Charlotte Kasl

“Before I go to bed, I thank God that He has blessed me with all the things He has blessed me with and that my family is safe.” – Lauren Alaine

“I move in a space of gratitude. I’m so grateful to God for blessing me with a great family and the opportunity to do what I love.” — Jurnee Smollett-Bell

“Even in the midst of conflict, confusion, and misunderstanding, we can thank the Lord in faith that we are blessed to be a family.” – Reicher Bimler

“You are blessed when you have a loving spouse and children. It’s the most special gift anyone can have, so please don’t squander it!” – Jason Halle

blessings quotes for friends

Share the following blessed quotes with friends to remind them how special they are to you. Also, consider pairing the message with a special gift, such as a gift. B. Blessed Engraved Bar Necklace.

“If you start to worry, find something to do. Be busy blessing someone; do something fruitful. Talking about your problem or sitting alone and thinking about it is useless; it only serves to make you unhappy. Above all, remember that there is absolutely no point in worrying. Worrying won’t solve your problem.” – Joyce Meyer

“Some people come into our lives as blessings while others come into our lives as lessons, so love them for what they are rather than judging them for who they are not.” – Yolanda Hadid

“True friendship multiplies the good in life and divides its evil. Strive to have friends because life without friends is like living on a desert island… finding a true friend in life is happiness; keeping him is a blessing.” – Baltasar Gracian

“Having friends who always take you to a higher level is an invaluable blessing.” – John Bytheway

“Blessed are those who have the gift of making friends, for it is one of God’s finest gifts. It involves many things, but most importantly, the power to step outside of yourself and appreciate what is noble and loving in another.” – Thomas Hughes

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Life often doesn’t go according to plan.

Prayer can help us see the big picture and be comforted by God’s love when things aren’t going our way. Whether you need comfort, help, or guidance, are worried or are experiencing a loss, or are facing uncertainty, these prayers will help you. We hope you find them encouraging.

prayers for comfort

prayers for help

prayers after loss

prayers for guidance

Prayers for the concerned

Prayers in uncertain times

prayers for comfort

Heavenly Father, I feel alone, beat up, tears fill my eyes, I toss and turn at night.

Words cannot express the pain in my heart. I feel pain every day.

I am praying to you as I am desperate for help.

I need to know that you care, that you love me, that you are my refuge from pain, that you replace my adversity with peace, and that you are my strength when I’m feeling weak and finding it difficult to move on.

Help me not to fear the future, but to trust boldly that You are in control when my emotions plunge me into the abyss and when I am in despair. And when I can’t speak and don’t know what to say, help me: “Be still and know that you are God”.

Be my comforter, my healer and bring me peace. In the name of Jesus, amen.

God help me to accept the things I cannot change, give me the courage to change the things I can and give me the wisdom to know the difference. Amen

Bible passage: Psalm 46

prayer for help

Spirit of creation, God of all,

I don’t understand you, I don’t even know if I believe in you, but that’s my call to you, whoever you are, I think if you’re as great as people say you won’t be offended , if I do something wrong.

My life feels chaotic, things are not going smoothly at all.

Some of it I did, some was done to me, some just seems to have happened.

Sometimes I’m angry, sometimes I’m ashamed.

And sometimes, to tell the truth, I don’t feel anything at all.

I could use some help during these trying times, I’m open to help from any source that has my wellbeing in mind.

Please place good people, kind people on my path.

Please God help me to have the wisdom to make the right decisions.

This is my cry to you. In the name of Jesus, amen.

Bible passage: John 16:33

prayer after loss

god of all creation,

I need some comfort now. my heart is breaking

I have lost my loved one. My life feels kinda strange, everything turned upside down.

My words feel like they have no power, I’ve lost my trust.

Some days I wake up and feel lucky to be alive for a moment, but this is always followed by a deep guilt for having these thoughts and I sink back down.

Grief has become a kind of friend, a companion – always present.

My prayer to you is that you will help the grief do its work inside me and when it is over I will pray for the wound of loss to heal.

I want to someday welcome those memories without that deep pain. To welcome the thoughts of my loved one with a little smile and with love.

Please God help me heal. Amen

Bible passage: Revelation 21:4

prayers for guidance

God, help me to entrust my decisions and my future to you. Let me lean on you with all my heart instead of relying on my own imperfect understanding. Give me a clear direction in my life. I ask for your help to direct my path. Give me the confidence that your direction is always the best way. In the name of Jesus, amen.

God of love – I feel lost but your word says you will always guide me. You don’t let me wander through life, you are with me in every moment of every day. Help me to follow Your ways when I’m feeling tired and frustrated, and help me experience joy in life. May I be like the well-watered garden that thrives because the roots are firmly planted in your love. Amen.

Creator God, you made me and you love me. My circumstances and experiences do not define me. Help me to understand that I am like a child and I can trust you. Whatever I do today, your loving eye is upon me and you promised to take care of me. Help me bring everything in my life before you. When I’m unsure, help me look at you. Guide me and teach me the way to go and the paths to take. Amen.

Bible passage: Psalm 119:105

Prayers for the concerned

God of peace, my heart is heavy and full of sadness. I spend so much time thinking, planning, and worrying about my life. Help me to trust you when everything seems a mess. Can you guide me to make decisions that will help me, can you guide me and help me, I ask that you direct my steps. Amen.

god where are you i am so worried I feel anxious from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. Everything feels so big, so overwhelming, so insurmountable.

Please help me find peace. Give me peace that doesn’t make sense, peace that I can’t produce. Give me the peace of knowing that you are with me and that you love me.

May your peace guide my heart and mind in Christ Jesus. Amen

God I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep putting one foot in front of the other. Can you take over, strengthen me, give me wisdom and help me get through it. Help me to remember that you will never leave me. Amen.

Bible passage: Philippians 4:6

Prayers in uncertain times

Lord, when I’m unsure of what to do, show me Your ways. If I don’t know which way to turn, teach me and show me. In everything I do, I ask you to guide me. I want to trust you and ask you to protect me. In the name of Jesus, amen.

God open my eyes to see you.

God, open my ears so I can hear you when I cry, when I’m hungry, when I’m scared and when I’m feeling defeated.

God, open my heart for you and for others to receive help, support and love.

Give me strength to endure. Amen

Father, I feel like there’s a million tons of weight hanging over my head right now.

I feel exhausted, stressed and overwhelmed even though I just woke up.

Lord I need you now more than ever. I can’t pretend I can help myself anymore.

Lord, help me to anchor myself securely to You.

Help me to recognize and accept your divine help when I see it today. Amen.

Bible passage: Psalm 16:8