Touch the World Through Prayer Quotes

“Give Me Tears Give me tears in my eyes, loving Lord, I pray; Give me tears when I intercede. Give me tears when I kneel at your throne each day; Give me tears till I learn to plead. Nail-pierced Lord, break this cold stony heart of mine; Melt my heart with Your holy fire. Flood my soul with the passion of love Divine; May I hunger with Your desire. Take the callousness all from my heart again Till I hunger and thirst and yearn, Till the longing for souls of sin-ruined men All-consuming within me burn. Fill my heart with Your tears; there unveil Your cross Till all else of this world has died, Till all else in this world I shall count but dross Save the cross of the Crucified. May my heart be a crucified heart always, That it bleed for the souls of men. May the burden for souls melt my soul each day Till I share Your travail again. Give me tears when I preach of Your dying love; Give me tears when I plead with men. Give me tears as I look to Your throne above. Love of God, melt my heart again.”
― Wesley L. Duewel, Touch the World through Prayer

“Who Failed to Pray? When my wife and I were first married, we lived temporarily in my parents’ home before beginning our pastorate in another state. One night each week my parents drove several miles to a country schoolhouse, where my father conducted a Bible study and prayer meeting. One evening, while they were away, my wife and I were alone in my parents’ home, praying on our knees, when a sudden premonition of terrible danger swept over me. I began to plead God’s mercy, lifting my hands in agony of prayer. I did not know what the danger was and thought perhaps a robber was outside our window. For ten minutes or more I could only plead the blood of Jesus and claim the name of Jesus. Then the burden lifted. My wife could not understand what had happened to me, and said my face was as white as a sheet. She asked me what I thought it was. I replied that I did not know, only that I was sure God had delivered from some great danger. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on our bedroom door. It was my mother. Her first words confirmed my earlier apprehension: “Oh, Wesley, God has been so merciful to us tonight! When Papa and I were driving home on the highway, the bright light of an oncoming car blinded our eyes. The car was coming at high speed straight at us. At the last moment it swerved and just missed us. When it was past, we realized that we were on the wrong side of the road!” Explain it as you will. Perhaps it was the hand of prayer that guided the steering wheel of the speeding car and swerved it to avoid a collision. Perhaps I had touched heaven’s throne, and God sent an angel to handle the situation. I do not know. But this I do know: God alerted us to intercede and at the very time of danger spared the lives of my parents to many more years of ministry. Thereafter, when I hear that a valuable servant of God has been killed in an accident, I ask myself: “Who failed to pray?”
― Wesley L. Duewel, Touch the World through Prayer