O LORD, God of my salvation, I cry out day and night before you on behalf of my nation. Incline your ear toward me and hear my plea. My country is full of troubles. It languishes under a viral threat. It recoils from violent chaos. It reels under political rancor. It seems you have put us in the darkness of the pit, steeped in your wrath. Do you work in the despair around me? Are your wonders known in the darkness, or your righteousness in the land of forgetfulness? The society suffers your terrors. Your wrath sweeps over her; your dreadful assaults destroy her. Please, O God, do not turn away from her. Bring your mighty arm and your purposes to bear, and instigate revival, renewal and restoration in her. Defeat this virus for your name’s sake. Quell the violent, and heal the division. Forgive our sins against you, Father, for they are many. Heal our land in the name and authority of Jesus, according to your good and perfect will. Amen.
“But I, O LORD, cry to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.” (Psalm 88:13 ESV)