O Yahweh Rophe,
God of healing,
I cry out to You not with polished words,
but with the ache of a heart that needs mending.
You are the Lord who said,
“I am the Lord, your healer” (Exodus 15:26).
You healed bitter waters.
You touched lepers.
You raised the dead.
And You still heal broken hearts today.
So come, Lord come into this pain.
There are wounds in me, Lord, that no one sees.
Wounds I’ve carried for years.
Wounds that bleed in silence.
Wounds caused by others
and wounds I’ve inflicted upon myself.
“He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds” (Psalm 147:3).
Bind me up, Yahweh Rophe.
Wrap me in Your mercy.
Touch the places I’ve hidden from everyone else
even from myself.
Some days I believe You will heal.
Other days I wonder if You’ve forgotten me.
But still, I come.
Still, I kneel.
Still, I call on Your name
because where else can I go?
“Surely He has borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows” (Isaiah 53:4).
Jesus, Man of Sorrows,
You didn’t just watch suffering You entered it.
You bled. You groaned. You died.
And by Your wounds I am healed (Isaiah 53:5).
So I lay it all before You
My body, tired and hurting.
My mind, racing and restless.
My spirit, weary and wondering.
Come, Yahweh Rophe
bring healing not just to what is seen,
but to what is buried deep inside.
Heal my bitterness.
Heal my unbelief.
Heal the trauma.
Heal the fear.
Heal the parts of me that forgot how to hope.
“O Lord my God, I cried to You for help,
and You healed me” (Psalm 30:2).
I cry again.
I believe help my unbelief (Mark 9:24).
You are not just the God of healing miracles
You are the God who walks with me through the valley.
You are the Shepherd who restores my soul (Psalm 23:3).
Even when the pain doesn’t leave right away,
Your presence is healing.
Your nearness is medicine.
Your Word revives.
“The sun of righteousness shall rise with healing in its wings” (Malachi 4:2).
So rise over me, Lord.
Shine into the places where darkness still reigns.
Chase away despair.
Break the chains of affliction.
Touch what doctors can’t reach.
Repair what time has not healed.
And until the day You make all things new
until every tear is wiped away (Revelation 21:4)
let me walk with You, Yahweh Rophe.
Even with the limp.
Even with the scars.
Because scars are signs that healing has begun.
I trust You,
my Healer,
my Redeemer,
my God.
In the name of Jesus, the Great Physician,
Amen.