Pastoral Prayer (Psalm 145:4)

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O Lord, our Father, who demonstrated Thy power in the mighty acts of old, Thou hast, in these last days, manifested Your majesty and sovereignty through the ultimate act of unsurpassed power by raising your Son, our Savior, Jesus Christ, from the shadows of Sheol; come, then, we plead, Triune God, and revive our oft-profligate hearts for Your supreme glory, so that we, with all of the saints on earth and all of those in heaven, shall praise Your works to another generation: so that, generations yet unborn in our own families, to generations of men and women of all backgrounds in our own community, to another generation of people of this nation, where we yet continue to live, breath, and have our being in a national community that was dedicated to the advancement of the Gospel of Thy dear Son by by our spiritual forefathers at Jamestown and Plymouth; remove from our apportioned land the putrid lust of the flesh that creates and cradles the dark diabolical idols in our hearts and our minds, so that we may see the right and march toward it, and we may discern the wrong and flee from it; to the merciful end that all of the generations—yes, even those that we shall never know—will be set apart to Thee by providence-from-prayer, and one day be gathered on that unimaginable but unstoppable Day when the eastern sky shall be rent in twain and the glorious King of Kings and Lord of Lords shall appear with angels, archangels, and all the company of heaven; and that they with us should be caught up in the air to meet our nail-scarred God and Savior in His cosmic, regal and undivided splendor; then, O Lord our God, may we see in the inexpressibly white-light of pure love the assembling form of a multitude of souls safely gathered in the arms of Jesus, joining that magnificent cloud of witnesses to witness the Great Judgment, and the coming of a New Heaven and New Earth; and all of these petitions we pray with our souls’ anchor cast and our deepest prayers sustained in the inerrant and infallible one-hundred and forty-fifth Psalm of King David, verse four, for the glory of our sovereign King Jesus, the blessing of Thy Flock, elect from the foundation of the world, and the salvation of Thy Creation-in-waiting. Amen.