Psalm 147: 1-9, 11

1  Praise the LORD. How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and fitting to praise him!

2  The LORD builds up Jerusalem; he gathers the exiles of Israel.

3  He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

4  He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name.

5  Great is our Lord and mighty in power; his understanding has no limit.

6  The LORD sustains the humble but casts the wicked to the ground.

7  Sing to the LORD with grateful praise; make music to our God on the harp.

8  He covers the sky with clouds; he supplies the earth with rain and makes grass grow on the hills.

9  He provides food for the cattle    and for the young ravens when they call.

11  the LORD delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in his unfailing love.

Prayer

Gracious Lord, Heavenly Father,

You have compassion on all creatures you have made. Ravens are crowing in the morning and the ground is covered with heavy dew. Mother nature is subtly changing seasons. When we look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, we are in awe of your wonderful creations. You bless us with so many great things we can only humble ourselves and offer our utmost gratitude for the unmerited grace.

Lord Jesus, You came to earth, took on a human nature and lived among humanity. You understand our struggles and suffering. We are stuck in a rut, exhausted from coping with the pandemic, and not able to move until you drag our bodies out. We hear the scrapping noise from the shoes rubbing against the pavement; You cover it by humming a beautiful melody in our ears, and that gradually changes our mood and the way we perceive our problems. It reminds us that birds in the sky do not plant or harvest, yet Your Father in heaven takes care of them. Thank you for the provisions in our need and for carrying our burdens.

Holy Spirit lead us to the Holy Land to repair the beloved walls. Let the country be rebuilt and its people live in peace and a life of abundance. Help us to put down our heavy load, throw off the sin which so easily entangles us, and repair the altar of prayer so the fire of God can fall. Let spring return to earth by nourishing it with spiritual wind and spiritual rain. Let ice cold hearts melt and callused hearts soften. We know that with God all things are possible.

In the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ we pray. Amen!

Article quoted from：Ohana prayer