Father,
Drive any, and all, demonic oppression away from her,
so that she is unhindered and equipped for your great works.
Demons of anorexia, go to the pit in His mighty name!
Demons of self-hatred, go to the pit in His mighty name!
Demons of death and suicide go to the pit in His mighty name!
Demons of depression go to the pit in His mighty name!
Demons of despair and hopelessness go to the pit in His mighty name!
Demons of sickness go to the pit in His mighty name!
You have no place in her life, or near her soul....so go away!
Be gone! Be gone! Be gone! Be gone! Be gone! Be gone!
In the place where you were, may there be life and the everlasting Word;
with new spiritual weapons, she will now be fully girded.
In the place where you were, may there be new peace and power,
like that kind of peace of a hummingbird who lands on a flower.
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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