Prayers are the believer’s weapons of war. When the battle is too hard for us, we call in our great ally, who, as it were, lies in ambush until faith gives the signal by crying out, Arise, O Lord. Although our cause be all but lost, it shall be soon won again, if the Almighty stirs Himself. He will not suffer man to prevail over God, but with swift judgments will confound their gloryings. In the very sight of God the wicked will be punished, and He who is now all tenderness will have no bowels of compassion for them, since they had no tears of repentance while their day of grace endured.
Put them in fear, O Lord We should otherwise think ourselves gods. We are so inclined to sin that we need strong restraints, and so swelled with a natural pride against God, that we need thorns in the flesh to let out the corrupt matter. The constant hanging the rod over us makes us lick the dust, and acknowledge ourselves to be altogether at the Lord’s mercy. Though God has pardoned us, He will make us wear the halter about our necks to humble us. it is a prayer that they may know themselves to be but miserable, frail, and dying men.
Lord, rule among us we pray. Amen.