O God who makes the mountains quake, overturn all my wrong conceptions of your character, and make me know the truth of your working among men.
Keep me from the lies of the evil one about your intentions.
Close my ears to the sour grapes of sinners.
Remove from my presence the dissatisfied complaints of the selfish.
Let me not be swayed by the charges of the impatient.
Protect me from the hardness of heart of the dissolute.
Help me hear your own witness to yourself, of your love and patience, your holiness and purpose, you who have only our best interest in mind, our salvation at heart.