My prayers are weak and ineffectual. They are diluted by the sinful state of my soul. It is only in His great mercy that God would condescend to hear them!
I am possessed of the passions, egoism, pride and gluttony foremost. God permits me to pray for others so that I might fight against these passions and place others above myself until I learn to truly die to myself.
I am assaulted by the demons of distraction who effort continuously to divert me from prayer to worldly pursuits. It is only by the grace of God that I resist on any given day and give myself over to prayer.
I am unable to show forth true repentance, returning too often to my sin. Only a forgiving God allows me to seek absolution yet again after every fall.
I am beset by slothfulness, omitting those things I should do in favor of indulging my own pleasures. May God have mercy on me and pull me from my sloth that I may accomplish those things necessary for my salvation!
My eyes offend daily, eagerly consuming gossip, hatred and wordly matters in print and online. Though I am unworthy, may the Lord cast them downward and set before them the Holy Scriptures for my constant use.
My mouth offends daily, whether in vulgarity or simple unkindness. May God put on my lips the words of The Prayer, permitting me to be edified as the Pilgrim in days of old.
My hands offend daily, grasping what I covet and taking copious portions of food beyond what I require. May God cut them off from all sinful passions and turn them toward the doing of good for those who lie needy and forsaken.
I wander about shamelessly ungrateful to God for his great blessings in my life. May God deliver me from the passions of vanity and pride that I may realize that I have done nothing good in this life, save what God has granted me to do.
I am prone to anger and insult and am not patient even with those I hold dear. May I be granted just a portion of the infinite patience that God has shown to this disobedient sinner.
I am given to doubt and despair, questioning myself and even God. Strengthen me, O Lord, and set me assuredly upon the solid ground, trusting in your great and beneficent Providence.
My prayers are weak and ineffectual. They are diluted by the sinful state of my soul. It is only in His great mercy that God would condescend to hear them!
