God, Divine Physician,
Should it happen
that I receive
a medical prognosis of terminal illness,
I pray that You will give me the strength
of steely resolve, graceful acceptance,
and trust in Your mercy, so that I can face my defined future
and my inescapable fate with graceful, humble acquiescence.
Let me truly, deeply,
accept and repeat
Your words, Jesus, spoken in the Garden
of Gethsemane, “Not My will, Father,
but Yours be done.”
Help me to spend
the remaining precious days and hours allotted to me in faithful
trust, in hopeful prayer, in peaceful resolve
and in confident meditation.
Let me be able to
say to You my Father,
my God, my Creator and my Redeemer,
Not my will, but Yours be done.
Into Your hands,
God, in confidence, in hope, in joy, in anticipation and in
I commend my spirit.
2011 Donn B. Murphy
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