You are the Victor.

Nations collect before You

and Kings are trampled under Your Feet.

They have been made like dust by Your Sword,

like driven stubble by Your Bow.

You pursue them and pass safely,

scarcely touching the path with Your Feet.

Oh Mighty King,

Please Heal our world.

Please cleanse, clear, rebalance and renew us

physically, mentally and spiritually.

Please God, Let Your People live in wellness.

Experiencing daily Joy.

Sharing Peace.

Combining their energy and ideas to create wonderful things.

For You have strengthened us, and helped us,

and upheld us with Your Victorious Right Hand.

Thank you Good King.

Loving You with all our heart, soul and mind,

Our One True King, Amen.