Holy Guard of the night watch, I relinquish myself to Your care. The day, crowded with demands, has wilted my strength. So, with gratitude, I lay my head on my pillow. Quiet my mind. Smooth from my brow the wrinkles that were knit by the concerns of the day.
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Twinges of regret threaten my calm, but release comes through Your mercy and forgiveness. Deliver me from the turmoil of surmising.
Patsy Clairmont, in Pillow Prayers. © 2005 Patsy Clairmont Published by J. Countryman/Thomas Nelson Book Group