A Prayer of Praise in Jesus, Who Saves Us CompletelyBecause Jesus lives forever, he has a permanent priesthood. Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them. Heb. 7:24-25
Dear Lord Jesus, during this particular season of Lent, I have come to realize, yet again, how much I need a great and gracious Savior. And that would be you. You live and love forever, you advocate and pray for us forever. You are the forever Savior who completely saves us, and my heart is stunned with gratitude as this day begins.
Jesus, I praise you for already completely justifying me. Though my justification will be more public one Day, it will never be more certain than it is right now. Because of your work for me, I am fully and eternally accepted by God, in you. I can live today with this life-liberating chorus reverberating in the corridors of my mind and the chambers of my heart, “There is now (and forever) no condemnation for those who are in Christ.” I am no longer under law. I am under, in and all about your grace!
Not only is there no condemnation, there is perfect peace, irrepressible delight and unparalleled rejoicing going on from God towards me, and all his children. It boggles my mind, exposes my unbelief and stretches the limits of my imagination, but God actually desires, enjoys and loves me; and it’s all because of you, my perfect and complete Savior.
Jesus, I praise you that you will completely glorify me—you will instantaneously perfect me on the Day of your return. O, the great peace this gives me today. I am a mess, in constant need our your mercies. I know this, for sure. So to be certain that my eyes will see you as you are, and that I will be made like you… nothing gives me so much peace and hope.
You will bring to completion the good work that has begun in me. There’s no possibility that you’ll give up on me, Jesus. No more divided heart; no more brokenness or weakness; no more knowing or loving in part; no more fear or anger; no more confusion or cowardice; no more false worship or foolish medicating; no more posing or pretending. I will be whole. I will be holy.
Jesus, I praise you that you are presently sanctifying me—you’re changing me, you’re making me like yourself. When I’m aware of it, and when I’m not; when I’m cooperating fully, and when I’m resisting. For I can no more change myself than I can sneeze a rainbow into the sky. Jesus, I get very weary of me, very weary. I am so glad you don’t. And I am overwhelming grateful that my acceptance with God is not measured by the degree of change in me, but by the perfection I have in you.
I have no guilt in life and no fear in death, this is your power in me, Jesus. From life’s first cry to final breath, you command my destiny, and no one and nothing else. No power of hell, no scheme of man, can ever pluck me from your hand. ‘Till you return or call me home, here in your power and grace, I’ll securely stand. So very Amen I pray, in your great and gracious name.