Heavenly Father, I thank you for the breath in my lungs. The chance to live a new day to serve, and glorify you. Thank you for for dying MY death: being beaten, having a crown of thorns jammed into your skull, the humiliation, the ridicule, and the disrespect you endured, and then you had to walk and carry a heavy cross all the way to the place you were to die! Having long dirty nails hammered into your hands and feet. You hung on that cross for six hours with every breathe more excruciating than the last. Jesus thank you for your death because of it, I'm able to live. Thank you for the grave and your resurrection. Thank you because of YOUR stripes I can be healed. You are Jehova Rapha, MY healer! You heal the physical, buy you also heal the emotional, the mental and the spiritual and I thank you for it!