Some griefs can't be fixed, only sheltered through. This psalm knows the difference: I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed. A prayer for the hunkering-down season, with no shame in it.
I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed. Psalm 57:1 (NIV)
The prayer
Father, I hide in the shadow of Your wings until this disaster passes. You send from heaven and save me. You send forth Your love and faithfulness.
Make it yours: change any words that don’t fit, or stop at the one line that’s true today.
Amen can wait until you mean it.
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