Psalm 6:6,7 : I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping     and drench my couch with tears.⁷ My eyes grow weak with sorrow;     they fail because of all my foes.

Response : 

Father, if  by reason of

• bodily illness,
• or indwelling sin,
• or the guilt of actual transgressions,
• or the hiding of Your  face,
• or a sense of divine wrath,
• or the temptations of Satan,
• or afflictions and crosses of various kinds,
• or fears of death,
• or even earnest desires after heaven and eternal happiness,

that  cause me to groan till I am weary,  as did the psalmist,with his groaning, please remind me of Your presence.

These tears  shed, cannot atone and satisfy for sin, for nothing but the blood and sacrifice of Christ can do that, not even the abundance of  grief and tears  ”all the night long.”

If ever in a  night of spiritual darkness and desertion,

• when my  soul is without the discoveries of the love of God, and the influences of Your  grace;
• and I lose sight of You, and interest in You,  not enjoying communion with You;

please remind me that  throughout this night season weeping endures, though joy comes in the morning.

Every page of Scripture proclaims the fact, that salvation is only of You. Man is a sinner, his case can only be reached by mercy; and never is mercy more illustrious than in restoring backsliders. With good reason I pray, that if it be Your will and You have any further work for me or my brothers and sisters in You, to do in this world, please yet spare us  to serve You. To depart and be with You is the happiest  choice for Your children; but for us to abide in the flesh is more profitable for the church.

Remind me of Your presence and let me not blame my foes but learn the lessons You would have me learn.

I may feel  sorrows  so deep, and  groaning  so constant, that my  strength fail. I may become ”faint” under the weight of my sorrows. May I remember that all persons in trouble have experienced this effect – the sense of weariness or exhaustion from sorrow. Lord help me to have a heart   truly humbled, of a broken and contrite spirit under great afflictions, sent to awaken conscience and mortify my physcial body.

During those times, let me be  comforted with the fact that, “The Lord has heard my cry for mercy; the Lord accepts my prayer. Do You accept some prayers and not others? You hear all, however for some You will see the condition of my heart, weigh the motives and place the answer on hold until my character compliments request. You will not give me anything that I am not ready to accept in humility.  Thank You Jesus, help me to accept Your will and  be thankful in everything. Amen.