Dear Lord of all creation
whom gave us the greatest gift of his son Jesus,
I come to you today but not for me,
but for a dear friend
whom is going into hospital
on Friday for an operation.
I know that she is nervous about it.
Therefore, I am coming to you dear Lord today
to ask if you would stand at her bedside
and ease all her fears
and stay at her side
until the operation is done
to ensure that she will be all right.
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