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Lord, I ask you to remove every curse over my life and every word that is holding back my blessings from coming. I cancel all delays, all plans to delay my happiness, all the evil people who have rooted for me to not be happy. I want you to right in front of them give me favour and success. Please use my writing to support me, let it bring lots of financial rewards as I need that money very badly. Please also give me the gift of miraculous powers—I want to do the things ### did, I want to raise the dead, see more graves, tombs open and people come out. I am ready for this to happen—I expect your word on these things; it is in the Bible, and I declare and decree those things to happen. I ask you to send me a loving husband—if you need to put me on a plane to see who he is, but unite us together within days. I want to marry and leave honourably as is proper to do so. I want you to break all family curse in my family. No more of those things. All domineering characters who have rained our lives, remove them permanently from my life. Please also one more thing, quickly bring my husband so that I can at least bear one child. Bless my womb, please, and let not my small build prevent me from conceiving. Give me joy abounding by answering this very agonising cry.
I also ask you to continue to keep the bully child away from everyone in my family. Make sure, please, that she only studies in her room, doesn't ever interrupt adults talking, doesn't try to dominate people or situations, tell lies about herself to make others feel bad for no reason, and certainly do not let her escape judgement. I want the strongest judgement you can lay on her as a judge without sending her to hell—for what she has done. If you do that, she will never forget it and never put a foot wrong with any of us for the rest of her life. I decree that she never say another spoken word that is hurtful to me ever. No more, I do not need to put up with that nonsense—and if you prevent her from even having speech if she even tries to, then I won't need to worry. I pray you put lots of tough love people around her—who will not believe her lies—who will force her to repent for being a bully. I ask you to make sure she does all her chores without purposely running away as she does, pretending she is doing something else. I also ask that she not loud mouth my mother ever again with that filthy tongue of hers or my dad, or me. That today, she feels the full wrath of God for everything she has put us through. And I also want you to ensure she stops stealing my mother's clothes or other things like perfume and hosiery and personal belongings and that she doesn't trap me when I walk through doors or into rooms. She will remain silent and I won't even see her. I also declare that we have permanent peace, emotional and physical security in our home for once in our lives. I ask that anytime she is about to do something or start a fight, especially in the kitchen, the lounge, the dining, or mum and dad's bedroom, that stumbling block comes out of nowhere and topples her plans. May no plans she makes to hurt or upset ever come to fruition. Place a thousand angels in our corridor, a thousand in our kitchen, our lounge and our dining in mum's room, and in mine and my sisters and my little brothers' one—angels so strong she never even comes into these rooms when we are there. Amen, and thank you God, for hearing this prayer.
I also ask you to continue to keep the bully child away from everyone in my family. Make sure, please, that she only studies in her room, doesn't ever interrupt adults talking, doesn't try to dominate people or situations, tell lies about herself to make others feel bad for no reason, and certainly do not let her escape judgement. I want the strongest judgement you can lay on her as a judge without sending her to hell—for what she has done. If you do that, she will never forget it and never put a foot wrong with any of us for the rest of her life. I decree that she never say another spoken word that is hurtful to me ever. No more, I do not need to put up with that nonsense—and if you prevent her from even having speech if she even tries to, then I won't need to worry. I pray you put lots of tough love people around her—who will not believe her lies—who will force her to repent for being a bully. I ask you to make sure she does all her chores without purposely running away as she does, pretending she is doing something else. I also ask that she not loud mouth my mother ever again with that filthy tongue of hers or my dad, or me. That today, she feels the full wrath of God for everything she has put us through. And I also want you to ensure she stops stealing my mother's clothes or other things like perfume and hosiery and personal belongings and that she doesn't trap me when I walk through doors or into rooms. She will remain silent and I won't even see her. I also declare that we have permanent peace, emotional and physical security in our home for once in our lives. I ask that anytime she is about to do something or start a fight, especially in the kitchen, the lounge, the dining, or mum and dad's bedroom, that stumbling block comes out of nowhere and topples her plans. May no plans she makes to hurt or upset ever come to fruition. Place a thousand angels in our corridor, a thousand in our kitchen, our lounge and our dining in mum's room, and in mine and my sisters and my little brothers' one—angels so strong she never even comes into these rooms when we are there. Amen, and thank you God, for hearing this prayer.
