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P – Praise Oh Abba, our Father in heaven, hallowed be Your name.
You are the God of the garden and the throne, the fire of Sinai and the whisper in the cave. You are the Ancient of Days who never ages, the Maker of stars who still sees sparrows fall. We praise You not just for what You’ve done, but for who You’ve always been.
You were the One who spoke in Eden, who called Abraham out of Ur, who burned in the bush for Moses. And You are the One who came to us in Jesus God with us, Word made flesh.
“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain, to receive power and wealth and wisdom and might and honor and glory and blessing!” (Revelation 5:12)
R – Repent Forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.
We confess, Lord we are still dust, still wanderers, still prone to trade palms of praise for silence, for fear, for sin.
We forget You in our comfort, doubt You in our sorrow, and resist You when surrender feels too heavy.
We have not always lived like resurrection people. We have doubted Your nearness. We have nursed bitterness instead of forgiveness.
“Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!” (Psalm 139:23–24)
Wash us again. Lift our eyes. Make us whole.
A – Ask Give us today our daily bread. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.
Lord, we ask not just for bread but for the faith to trust that You will give it.
We ask for peace in the chaos, for strength in the sorrow, for joy in the waiting.
We ask for healing in hospital beds, for mercy in courtrooms, for light in war zones.
We ask You to restore what’s been stolen, redeem what’s been broken, resurrect what has died.
And yes, Lord… we ask: Come quickly. Come as You promised. “The Spirit and the Bride say, ‘Come!’” (Revelation 22:17) “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.” (Revelation 22:20)
Y – Yield Your kingdom come, Your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Not our will, Lord but Yours.
Let us be people who carry cross shaped faith and empty tomb joy. Let us be the road You ride in on. Let us be the oil in our lamps, the branches in Your path.
We yield our plans, our pain, our pride and we say yes to whatever brings You glory.
Whether we live to see You come again or we fall asleep in You before the trumpet sounds, we surrender because we know the land we’re longing for.
The land where no one grows old. The land where time bows to eternity. The land where You wipe away every tear. The land where death has no dominion.
So let Your kingdom come in us, through us, around us.
And when You come in glory, we’ll rise with joy, and we’ll never grow old.
In the name of Jesus, the Lamb who was slain, the King who is coming, the Savior who taught us to pray.
Amen.