Prayers of Confession on Wrath

Adapted from Psalm 6

Holy God, Father most gracious! Rebuke us not in your anger, nor chasten us in your wrath! Heal us from our sin, for we are troubled. Deliver us for the sake of your steadfast love. Our sins trouble us, O God. We are troubled by how they have hurt others. We are troubled by how they have hurt us. Your ways are right! 0 righteous God! and whenever we have refused to follow them we have found out how right they are. Have mercy on us, 0 God. Have mercy! Holy God, God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

Have mercy on us for the sake of your Son,

Who died to free us from our sins.

To you be honor and glory! Amen.

Adapted from Psalm 38:1-4, 9, 15, 18, 21-22

Pastor: O LORD, rebuke me not in your anger, nor discipline me in your wrath! For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has come down on me.

All: There is no soundness in my flesh because of your indignation; there is no health in my bones because of my sin. For my iniquities have gone over my head; like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

Pastor: O Lord, all my longing is before you; my sighing is not hidden from you. But for you, O LORD, do I wait; it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer.

All: I confess my iniquity; I am sorry for my sin. Do not forsake me, O LORD! My God, be not far from me! Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation!

Submitted by Dustin Ray

Heavenly Father, Our sin deserves Your judgement. Our trespasses are worthy of Your wrath, yet we seek Your forgiveness. We are sorry for our tendencies toward selfishness. It is clear that with You we bring nothing to the table, yet You give freely to us. Without You, there is nothing, but with You, there is everything. Fix our eyes on Your perfection and goodness so that we may experience Your love and power. In Jesus’ Holy Name we pray.  Amen.

Memorial Drive Presbyterian Church

Isaiah 51:17-20

Awake, Awake! Rise up, O Jerusalem,

         You who have drunk from the hand of the Lord,

                     The cup of his wrath,

         You who have drained to its dregs the goblet that makes men stagger.

Of all the sons she bore there was none to guide her;

         Of all the sons she reared there was none to take her by the hand. 

These double calamities have come upon you,

         Who can comfort you?

                     Ruin and destruction, famine and sword,

                     Who can console you?

Lord, like the people of Judah, we are a sinful people.

         Father, we confess our sins and plead guilty as charged.

         Hear our prayers and forgive us.

Amen.

Submitted by Bud Thoreen