Friday Morning Prayer

Adapted from A Collection of Forms of Prayer for Every Day in the Week by John Wesley.

Almighty and everlasting God, I bless you from my heart, that of your infinite goodness you preserved me through the night and have, with the impregnable defense of your providence, protected me from the power and malice of the devil. Withdraw not, I humbly ask you, your protection from me, but mercifully this day watch over me with the eyes of your mercy. Direct my soul and body according to the rule of your will, and fill my heart with your Holy Spirit, that I may pass this day, and all the rest of my days, to your glory.

O Savior of the world, God of Gods, light of light, you that are the brightness of your Father’s glory, the express image of his person; you that have destroyed the power of the devil, that have overcome death, “that sit at the right hand of the Father;” you will quickly come down in your Father’s glory to judge all men according to their works: Be my light and my peace; destroy the power of the devil in me, and make me a new creature. O you who cast seven devils out of Mary Magdalene, cast out of my heart all corrupt affections. O you who raised Lazarus from the dead, raise me from the death of sin. You who cleansed the lepers, healed the sick, and gave sight to the blind, heal the diseases of my soul; open my eyes, and fix them singly on the prize of my high calling, and cleanse my heart from every desire but that of advancing your glory.

O Jesus, poor and abject, unknown and despised, have mercy upon me, and let me not be ashamed to follow you. O Jesus, hated, calumniated, and persecuted, have mercy upon me, and do not let me be ashamed to follow you. O Jesus, betrayed and sold at a vile price, have mercy upon me, and make me content to be as my Master. O Jesus, blasphemed, accused and wrongfully condemned, have mercy upon me, and teach me to endure the contradiction of sinners. O Jesus, clothed with a habit of reproach and shame, have mercy upon me, and do not let me seek my own glory. O Jesus, insulted, mocked, and spit upon, have mercy upon me, and let me run with patience the race set before me. O Jesus, dragged to the pillar, scourged, and bathed in blood, have mercy upon me, and do not let me faint in the fiery trial. O Jesus, crowned with thorns, and hailed in derision; O Jesus, burdened with our sins, and the curses of the people; O Jesus, affronted, outraged, buffeted, overwhelmed with injuries, griefs, and humiliations; O Jesus, hanging on the accursed tree, bowing the head, giving up the ghost, have mercy upon me, and confirm my whole soul to your holy, humble, suffering Spirit. O you who for the love of me has undergone such an infinity of sufferings and humiliations, let me be wholly “emptied of myself,” that I may rejoice to take up my cross daily and follow you. Enable me, too, to endure the pain and despise the shame; and, if it be your will, to resist even unto blood!

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, I, miserable sinner, humbly acknowledge that I am altogether unworthy to pray for myself. But since you have commanded me to make prayers and intercessions for all men, in obedience to your command, and confidence of your unlimited goodness, I commend to your mercy the wants and necessities of all mankind. Lord, let it be your good pleasure to restore to thy Church catholic, primitive peace and purity; to show mercy to these sinful nations, and give us grace at length to break off our sins by repentance; defend our Church from all the assaults of schism, heresy, and sacrilege; and bless all Bishops, Priests, and Deacons with apostolical graces. O let it be thy good pleasure to defend the King from all his enemies, spiritual and temporal; to bless all his royal relations; to grant to the Council wisdom, to the Magistrates zeal and prudence, to the Gentry and Commons piety and loyalty!

Lord, let it be your good pleasure to give your grace to the Universities; to bless those whom I have wronged, and to forgive those who have wronged me; to comfort the disconsolate, to give health and patience to all that are sick and afflicted.

Vouchsafe to bless my father and mother with the fear of your name, that they may be holy in all manner of conversation. Let them remember how short their time is, and be careful to improve every moment of it. O you who have kept them from their youth up until now, forsake them not how they are gray headed, but perfect them in every good word and work, and be their guide unto death. Bless my brothers and sisters, whom you have graciously taught the gospel of your Christ; give them further degrees of illumination, that they may serve you with a perfect heart and willing mind. Bless my friends and benefactors, and all who have commended themselves to my prayers. Lord, you know best all our conditions, all our desires, all our wants. Suit your grace and blessings to our several necessities.

Hear, O merciful Father, my supplications, for the sake of your Son Jesus; and bring us, with all those who have pleased you from the beginning of the world, into the glories of your Son’s kingdom: To whom with you and the Holy Spirit, be all praise for ever and ever!