Prayer to Trust God’s Promises at Life’s End

O gracious God, how sweet are the promises which Thou hast given to me in Thy Word! Thou sayest: “I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him;” and again: “Fear Thou not, for I am with thee; be not dismayed for I am Thy God.” Jesus says: “Where I am, there shall also my servant be. In my Father’s house are many mansions; I go to prepare a place for you. I will come again, and receive you unto myself, that where I am, there ye may be also.” Yea, I am assured by Thy Word that Jesus prays for me, and is my Intercessor; and that the Holy Spirit maketh intercession for me with groanings which cannot be uttered.

O gracious God, fulfill now in me all these promises. My need becomes greater and greater; I beseech Thee, be and remain with me in my last agony. O forsake me not now; stand by me, O Jesus, and let me attain to the glory and inhabit the place which Thou hast prepared for me. O Jesus, be now my Intercessor. Plead for me poor sinner, that I may obtain grace and mercy. O blessed Holy Spirit, stand by me in my weakness, and give me grace and strength. If a hard conflict awaits me, help me to overcome and gain the victory. If I have a high mountain to climb, give me the needful strength. If a painful hour awaits me, help me through it. When my mouth can no longer pray, do Thou make intercession for me with groanings which cannot be uttered, and bring my weak sighs before God.

And now, O gracious God, I cling to Thy promises, and believe that Thou wilt fulfill them in me, poor wretched one. I believe Thy Word, I trust in Thy Word, I plead Thy Word. When Thou saidst, Seek ye my face, my heart said unto Thee, Thy face, Lord, will I seek. O, Thy Word has always been to me the joy and rejoicing of my heart. I entreat Thee, let it now in the hour of my death comfort and refresh me. If the time comes when for peace I have great bitterness, do Thou in love to my soul deliver it from the pit of corruption. Quicken me when the sweat of death bedews my brow, cheer me when my lips turn pale, comfort me when sight and hearing fail. O Triune God, make me in that hour to hear joy and gladness; grant me a voice of jubilation and rejoicing in my heart, as a herald and foretaste of the heavenly glory. Amen.