Lord hear my cry...
Take my body and get rid of all discomfort and virus...pls Father...this feeling is uncomfortable...painful...the thought of postponing my test again...it is really frustrating...losing all momentum...
daddy...watch over me...i feel so weak. But i know you're there for me, you're here with me. Dad, take good care of me. I live by faith and ask that you continue to bring me back to the pink of health. I love you Father. You're my Jehovah Rapha, my healer.
Healer.
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