A Prayer to the God of My Life

Jesus, You saw what they did in the dark, You counted each wound, You remembered each mark. You heard every warning they chose not to hear, You stayed when their silence abandoned me here. I will not pretend that the damage was small, Or call evil peace just to pardon it all. But I lay down vengeance; it does not belong In these shaking hands that You’re teaching a song. Father, forgive them—they know not what they do, But bring every hidden thing into the truth. Let mercy awaken what comfort made numb; Let justice roll forward; let repentance come. I release every person, but I will not deny That love holds accountable, truth testifies. Be Judge and Redeemer, make all of us right— You are the God of my life. Forgiveness is not saying nothing was wrong; It is breaking the chain that has held me so long. It does not erase what the evidence shows, Or silence the names of the wounds that You know. No hatred will own me, no bitterness reign; I surrender each debt while still naming the pain. For grace without truth leaves the wounded behind, And peace without justice is peace redefined. “By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me”— Psalm forty-two, verse eight. When daylight exposes, Your steadfast love stays. When night closes in, still Your song carries praise. A prayer to the God of my life rises raw: Have mercy on all of us—justice for all. Call every shepherd to answer in light; Call every witness to stand for what’s right. Call every heart that protected a name To kneel without hiding, confession, or blame. Accountability is not hatred from me; It may be the doorway that sets captives free. Let consequences teach what denial concealed; Let repentance bear fruit; let the broken be healed. Father, forgive them—they know not what they do, But do not let blindness keep burying truth. Let mercy awaken what comfort made numb; Let justice roll forward; let repentance come. I release every person; I place them with You. Correct what is crooked. Make every heart new. Be Judge and Redeemer through darkness and light— You are the God of my life. No vengeance in my hands. No lie upon my tongue. Truth before the altar. Forgiveness has begun. By day, Your steadfast love. By night, Your song with me. A prayer to the God of my life: Lord, make us truly free.