Wrote This Prayer in the Dark

I didn’t write this prayer in the middle of a good day.
I wrote it in the middle of the night—
half-awake, heart racing, trapped between sleep and spiritual attack.
It was always between 3 and 4 a.m.
You know the hour…
The one where the silence feels heavy and the dreams feel demonic.

I would wake up from the same type of dreams—
attacks, confusion, strange faces, familiar voices doing unfamiliar things.
Sometimes I couldn’t even move.
Other times, I’d be shaking—trying to remember who I was.

And in those moments, there was no one.
No friend to call.
No family to comfort me.
Just me, the dark, and my fear.

But that’s when I realized…
I did have Someone.

Yahweh. The Most High.
The One who doesn’t sleep.
The One who hears what we can’t even say.

So I started praying. Not fancy. Not rehearsed.
Raw. Direct. True.
And little by little, word by word, this prayer was born.

I’m sharing it now because maybe—just maybe—
you’ve been waking up too.
You’ve been feeling things you can’t explain.
You’ve been attacked in your sleep,
and no one around you understands the war you’re fighting in silence.

But Yahweh does.
And He’s waiting for you to speak.

So when the darkness closes in, don’t panic.
Pray.
When your chest is tight and your spirit is under fire, don’t hide.
Call on His name.

This prayer is yours now.
Use it. Declare it. Whisper it.
Because you are not alone—and your light is stronger than the dark.

🙏🏽 Protection Prayer to Yahweh (Speak This with Boldness)

Yahweh, Most High, El Elyon,
I come to You with nothing but truth.
No pretense. No performance. Just surrender.

You are my shield.
You are my deliverer.
You are the light that no darkness can overcome.

Yahweh, I break every word, curse, spirit, and assignment
that has been sent against me, my mind, my peace, or my destiny.
Whether it came in dreams, through bloodline, or through open doors—I cancel it now.
Not by my strength, but by Your name alone.

Every demon. Every familiar spirit. Every monitoring spirit.
Be silenced and cast out—now—by the authority of Yahweh Tsebaoth, the God of Angel Armies.

I close every door that I or my ancestors may have left open.
And I speak this over my life:

“Whom Yahweh sets free is free indeed.”
“No weapon formed against me shall prosper.”
“I dwell in the shelter of El Elyon and rest in the shadow of Shaddai.” (Psalm 91)

I anoint my home, my bed, my dreams, my name.
No more torment. No more fear. No more confusion.

Let Your fire surround me. Let Your angels guard me.
Let Your voice be the loudest in my life.
And let every counterfeit be exposed by the light of Your truth.

I belong to You, Yahweh.
Not to fear.
Not to generational bondage.
Not to chaos.

You are not a God of confusion. You are a God of truth, order, justice, and peace.
And I step into that peace now, covered by Your name and Your name alone.

In the mighty name of Yahweh, I pray and declare:
It is finished. It is sealed. It is done.
🙏Amen