Tag: intercession

🙏Prayer for healing & deliverance from the spirit of infirmity, death (i.e. COVID-19) & oppression.

Arise Most High God and let your enemies be scattered. As the wind is blown away so let your enemies flee from before you. As wax melts before the fire, so let your enemies be done away with, Almighty God.

Father, forgive us our iniquities and the sins we have committed against you. Sickness and death is on the rise, but because of the righteous in the land, have mercy on the whole world that we would not be consumed by the spirit of infirmity and death.

In Africa, Asia, Americas, Europe, Australia…. all the continents let your enemies be defeated! May the spirit of infirmity that abounds and the corona virus plague that is ravaging your creation be overcome, O Mighty God! The powers of oppression and control in nations are also on the rise in the midst of other afflictions. Come and deliver us Mighty One, as you did in times of old.

Open the eyes of our understanding that people will know in these challenging times that they are like grasshoppers and the flowers that are here today and gone tomorrow, for we are nothing without you, Most High God. May people hunger and thirst for you in this time, let their souls say “Yahweh is my salvation” and turn from their wicked ways.

Come as the consuming fire that you are.We cry for mercy, many are your people, young and old that are consumed by the spirit of infirmity and death in our day. As a Man of War come and deliver us, O Mighty One!

We are weak and have nowhere to turn, but to you. O God our Elohim, the one and only God!

“Unto you I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD our God, until you have mercy on us…” (1)

You are the God we trust as our only healer and refuge. Thank you for hearing our prayer for you said that if the people who are called by your name will humble themselves, seek your face, turn from their wicked ways, you will hear from heaven, forgive our sins and heal our land.

In Yeshua’s mighty name we have prayed. Amen

Scriptural inspiration: Psalm 68, 2 Chronicles 6:14. Quote – Psalm 123:1-2
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Prayer Friday

Dear Heavenly Father,

We commit our thoughts and actions to you as we go about our day.

May your will be done through us and may we have opportunities to glorify you.

We ask also that you will help us and give us wisdom in all our business, family and other undertakings, for without you we can do nothing.

In Jesus’ mighty name Amen!

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Their Truth Shall Be Known

OFor some and for so long, people have said their lives ignite yawns of boredom and their destinies are like skirting shadows here and there.

The code of silence bolts entry into lives ladened with potholes and ambushes at every turn…lives misunderstood..lives of the wise.

Sacrificed, they live for generations to arise out of the mud heap they languish in.

An offering for the freeing of the cursed led astray by false headlights.

There will come a time, that time of the Most High, like a sudden burst from the heavens of torrential rain when the silence will break and the purpose of their lives will be heard over mountains and across the seas.

Each as one with many faces of the man, the woman, the child… of the student, the worker and church goer…

As many a people broken, now made whole…

on a bumpy road, now made straight..

their breakthroughs are his and hers, of them becoming a people of substance living in abundance and heading into blissful eternity…

They are lifestyle intercessors, their truth shall be known, a prophetic people of fecundity.

©️Dec2018 DENyamekye

Lamentation & Convocation to Intercede:

Reality knocks… in the midst of the Church:

Reality knocks in the midst of the Church, in the house of the Saviour, the great Redeemer.

Who will open the blinds, rub their eyes and see what Reality has dug up and brought to the fore?

Reams of dreams await their unscrolling from hearts, paralysed.

Blind to the blessings ready for the picking, they wallow in self-pity, victimised.

Tending to wounded egos, their worth remains packaged within, enslaved.

Meant to be destiny pursuers, they remain still, crippled.

A quiver with strategies to aim at targets for breakthrough, discarded.

Who will answer the call of Reality at the door? Descend on bended knees and cry for help, extend the arm to mentor, be a friend willing to monitor and tutor ?

Who will listen and answer God’s call to be a solution; His ordained hands and feet for action ?

In the midst of the Church,

in the house of the Saviour,

the great Redeemer

where His people are

as perishing vapour. Reality knocks !

©Dec.2016 Deborah E.Nyamekye

A Lamentation & Convocation to Intercede for healing:

From a world of deceptive twists & turns to God’s Truth

There are many living an alternative life but do not know it, a Jekyll and Hyde existence with perceived relevance but in truth it is a great deception, a farce in a bubble of world tolerance.

World tolerance ’cause its the norm, no more frowned upon, no more questioned. Mankind with his head buried in sand ought to mourn and seek a way out from the sorry state he’s in.

Mind control with its twists and turns is the media’s goal. Campaigners with esoterists and sorcerers conjure schemes to influence and pocket minds in the public sphere.

Where is Truth?

Gone with the wind!

Here now, gone tomorrow;

Naked, but think they are clothed.

Hungry, but proclaim they are satisfied.

The one, sooner or later is a clone of the other in word, thought and deed as the domino effect of half truths, lies and alternative facts take their toll.

The opinions of politicians, godlike celebrities, jo blog are deemed more important than what God has to say!

It is time to mourn.

It is time to weep.

It is time to intercede,

have no recess.

Have no rest in labour for GOD’S TRUTH to abound that it may

become paramount for the healing of man, his family and nation.

©11-May2017DENyamekye

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🙏Stepping Up Prayer Room Intercessory Prayer:

Not by Might Nor by Power, but by your Spirit LORD

Father send your Spirit to chase away every demonic spirit in the land. Send your power to overcome the forces of iniquity & darkness among your people.

Intervene LORD in this nation to turn the hearts of the father to the children and the hearts of the children to the father.

Come and flood this land with your Spirit! Let rivers of truth immerse your people, those you have created; redeemed and marked for redemption.

Arise Father and show your strong arm against leviathan the enemy of our souls.

March forth like the man of war that you are, Yahweh Gibbor and show your strength, O Mighty God of the Armies of Heaven, release your fury upon our enemy, break his neck, stamp on his head and release the captives from the North, South East and West.

Demand release of those in captivity, reject the sounding trumpet calling them to join Gog and Magog, the enemy in disguise as their deliverer.

Open our eyes, mighty one of Israel!

Shut the mouth of our aggressors!

Destroy the weapons of destruction!

Arm your people with strength, that they may match on in victory.

We are your people, tillers of your land, harvesters of souls; missionaries for your cause, light-bearers unrelenting, Ambassadors of Christ yielding and tireless to bring multitudes into your tabernacle of Praise, glorious to behold.

Not by our might we serve, but by your Spirit LORD…breath on us!

©️12/08/18 DENyamekye

Note: This prayer was inspired as I listened to Tasha Cobbs’

song Not By Might, Not By Power.. Spirit Breath on us” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZT8jqsc8lQ&list=RD5_TOOXRpn8w

Isaiah 54:17 But in that coming day no weapon turned against you will succeed. You will silence every voice raised up to accuse you. These benefits are enjoyed by the servants of the LORD; their vindication will come from me. I, the LORD, have spoken!

A Godly Plea & Joyful Proclamation:

Father, let it no longer be said…

Father, let it no longer be said

“The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.(1)”

Let them of every race and nation be gathered in for your set time is now!

Heaven rejoices when lives put to the test, pass and invest time to labour for the ingathering of many a neighbour.

Father, let it no longer be said

“The LORD hath utterly separated me from his people…Behold, I [am] a dry tree.”(2)

Let them of every race and nation hear your voice and break forth into rhapsodies of praise!

For the Jew and Gentile together are one in Christ and never “a dry tree” but a “well watered garden” drinking from the well of salvation. Out of their bellies flow rivers of living waters for the healing of many a nation.

©80617Deborah E Nyamekye

Quotes (1): Jeremiah 8:20 (2)Isaiah 56:3tt

Scriptural Ref. Isaiah 58:11, John 7:37-39

This will be in my soon to be published book Yahweh Reigns – Inspirational prophetic Christian Poetry Volume 3 (Vol 1 & 2 on Amazon online)

(Pictures of Grenfelll Tower (burning) London, terrorist attacks in Manchester, Westminster,London Bridge and Borough Market)

With tears streaming down our faces we say “how much more tragedy can we bare?”

“How many more shall come our way?”

We have seen human carnage in succession, our trauma deepens day by day as a sore that cannot heal. 

Walking the streets, fulfilling our mission, we are targets for a terrorist’s ambition in what he calls his religious tradition. 

Who can we trust?

Our burnt tower stands as a stark monument to inequality and a mark of injustice.

Burnt ’cause authority heads deemed trustworthy ignored poor residents complaints of safety hazards in their stead. 

Their voices treated as mere clanging cymbals until now when there are injured and some are dead. 

Where can we turn!

Even homes we call safe go up in flames faster than lightening strikes.

When? we cannot even tell. It is what the vulnerable calls frightening.

Beyond our British Isles our wails can be heard, but can escape come from yonder if not from within ? 
Our hearts are broken daily, the shattering sound and scattered pieces spell tragedy.

Across the seas our tears are seen, but even if they turn to blood what can the foreigner do, if no help is found in our land ? 
There is only one we can trust, who hears and sees. He is “our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble” (1). Futile is life without Him. 

One who saves and raises His voice saying “enough is enough”. One who can melt hearts of steel and open blind eyes to fight for our cause. 

It is to Adonai we yield, to God we kneel and by His Spirit, we raise our voice and wail.He is our only hope and salvation. 

©160617DeborahENyamekye

Quote (1) Psalm 46:1

Psalm 85:7-9

7Shew us thy mercy, O LORD, and grant us thy salvation.

8I will hear what God the LORD will speak: for he will speak peace unto his people, and to his saints: but let them not turn again to folly.

9surely his salvation [is] nigh them that fear him; that glory may dwell in our land;

Can You Imagine? (Poem)

A Poetic Reflection & Call to Intercession
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Introduction: As we go about our day in the peace and comfort of our lives, let us spare a thought and intercede for those who
– are in war torn areas,
– are displaced from their homes and separated from their families because of no fault of their own.
– have lost loved ones through war
and devastation and are victims of rape and oppression, solely because they happen to be born among a certain community or in a certain nation. Even if you can only imagine as it is not your reality, that in itself is good if it compels you to cry out to God on their behalf. One person lifting up their voice and weeping before the Father for the sake of the suffering makes a difference to lives because this is the will of God.He is a prayer answering God.
 
This poem was inspired by the sight (on the News) of the 5 year old boy Omran covered in mud and blood seated in an ambulance after being rescued from a building that exploded due to an airstrike in war torn Aleppo, Syria.
Can you imagine?
Life in a place of devastation,
bombs flying hither and tither.
Your emotions shattered to smithereens,
as the buildings and lives around
you and knocked down trees.
 
Can you imagine?
Whole families disappearing
’cause of bombing and the
hurling of grenades,
either by death or fleeing homes
in areas declared eery war zones.
 
Can you imagine?
Babes, new born and as young
as five covered in mud,
blood and the wrappings of death,
either for burial or to live as zombies,
along walking dead paths.
 
Can you imagine?
Adults wailing, children
screaming, dogs whimpering.
The earth shaking at the
weight of multitudes fleeing.
The sounds of glass shattering
and buildings exploding.
The sight of bodies assaulted
and raped lying lifeless on
concrete spattered streets.
 
Can you imagine?
The silence of a ghost town
that once was filled with
laughter ’cause of the circus clown,
and people striding at ease
along its well paved streets.
With children playing and
lovers strolling.
 
Can you imagine?
Some can only imagine,
what is another’s reality;
A reality of life torn to shreds
trampled underfoot and
devastated by war and threats.
 
I can only imagine.
 
©Deborah E. Nyamekye 24/08/2016