A Prayer for America
Holy God. You are right to demand holiness. Your will for all those made in your image is holiness. We confess that this is right and good.
And with that in mind, we confess we are not. In our city streets and in the corridors of our mind, we are unholy. Our nation and many in your church are drunk on impurity.
We are consumers of lewd entertainment. We are led by an insatiable desire for more—more money, more sex, more fun, more stuff. We legalize that which is a stench in your nostrils, and we outlaw that which pleases you. Worse, our churches follow the ways of this world. We import the practices of our culture.
Instead of celebrating purity, we applaud celebrity. Following the world, we mix your Word with a cocktail of psychology, leadership principles, and positive thinking. Forgive us!
We thank you for the Christians who have gone before us, and been salt and light to preserve our nation. We thank you for the legacy of Christian faithfulness that we have in this country. No country on earth has more churches, Bible schools, Christian publishers, and free access to you. What a gift! What grace. Thank you for sharing your light with such undeserving and unthankful people.
But, oh how, we tremble at the way such blessings are trampled under foot. Churches that were once committed to your Word are compromising. Schools founded to glorify Jesus have exchanged light for darkness. Leaders who once upheld truth, justice, and goodness are now controlled by moral relativism and whatever is popularity.
And what is popular is not holy. We deserve your judgment. If we learn anything from your words to Israel, we deserve to lose the lease on our land. We deserve to be vomited out. God forgive us!
Send your Holy Spirit. Revive your churches. May the pulpits of America once again unashamedly declare Christ. May the Christians in our country strive after holiness. May we show the world a kind of love that makes God-haters thirst for Jesus.
Oh, be merciful to us! We are sinners. In your holiness, remember your Son’s atoning death. Be patient with us, and help us to be a light in this dark country. Grant us sober hearts. Hearts that grieve not for the loss of Americana, but for the loss of your holiness.
Father in heaven, make holy your name in our country!