Prayers for leukemia healing

by Lilly (California)


My sister is fighting leukemia for the second time. She recently had a bone marrow transplant and she’s back in the hospital now for pain and fever. They’re doing test. This has been so hard for my family emotionally, financially, physically, spiritually.

Please pray that my sister Robyn would be healed. My family has been through soooo much! There’s way too many things to list on here. We’re having so many financial problems. I can’t even go visit my sister in the hospital because I’m having so many financial issues. We’ve been through so much and we’re tired stressed and stretched beyond all reason ! We truly need a super natural miracle today!

Thank you,


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by Pete (United Kingdom)

Dear Lord, hear my prayers for my 12 year old son who spent 5 months in hospital for chemotherapy which failed to work and we were told to take him home as they couldn’t help him any further. Since having his double stem cell transplant and getting morphological remission and receiving your miracle.

I would like to give thanks but still live in fear as he is so ill and unable to keep any food in his stomach or the 80 tablets a day he has to take inside his tummy. Dear Lord, continue to remove his leukemia, restore his bone marrow to full and complete function as it were created and enable to return home and leave the hospital so we can become a family again. Dear Lord, please hear me.

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I awoke thinking that I was at my parents’ house.

I could almost smell Mom’s potato pancakes in the air, hear the comforting sounds of her and my father, whom I call Aba, bustling about downstairs.

But then my eyes finally adjusted to the fluorescent light. The pale green walls, the metal bed rails…I remembered where I was: the UC-Irvine Medical Center cancer ward. The last place on earth I wanted to be, especially the first night of Hanukkah.

I lay in the hospital bed, woozy from antibiotics. The drugs left me in a kind of haze, never quite certain what was real and what was imagined. I remembered Mom bringing me here several days ago, feverish and miser­able.

By now I had come to expect long hospital stays after chemotherapy treatments that left my immune system helpless against infection. But I had prayed—had believed—that this time would be different.

After months of fighting leukemia I wanted to be home for Hanukkah with my family, to light the menorah and hear the story of how when the temple was rededicated in Jerusalem there was only enough oil to light the menorah for one day.

But it continued burning until more oil could be made—for eight days!

I looked forward to my father, a rabbi, saying the traditional prayers, those words honoring a God of miracles. I needed to hear my father’s voice, to feel his unshakeable faith.

But that wouldn’t be happening. No way could a menorah be lit in a hospital room. A fire hazard, the hospital staff said.

I sank back into the pillow. God, I prayed, you knew how much I needed this. Couldn’t you have granted me this much?

I didn’t want to think about the alternative. Perhaps God was answer­ing me. Maybe this was his way of telling me that the cancer had finally won.

This isn’t how my life was supposed to turn out, I thought. I was going to be a rabbi, walking in my father’s footsteps, one of God’s servants. I’d just finished my second year of rabbinical school that July when I came down with what I thought was a bad case of the flu.

Then I got the diagnosis: leukemia, an extremely aggressive form. Even with the most powerful chemotherapy available, my chances for survival were slim.

Slowly I sat up. I was still alive, if you could call it that. I’d survived longer than doctors expected, months longer. But what was the point if I couldn’t celebrate my faith? Why now, when I needed God most, did it feel as if he had abandoned me? Why hadn’t he just let me die in July?

“Have faith,” my father always counseled at times like this. “Remember God’s teachings.”

Aba had been the one who had assured me that I would celebrate Hanukkah. Even in the hospital. “We’ll get it done,” he had said with total conviction. I’d believed him, until I’d overheard the conversations outside my room.

“An open flame?” a voice had said. “In the hospital? You’ve got to be kidding.” I’d heard nothing more about it from Aba. I’d never known him to fail. It must have crushed him.

In just a few hours—a half hour after sunset—menorahs would be lit along the West Coast.

I thought of everything that would be happening at home, Mom making foods fried in oil like potato pancakes to remind us of the first Hanukkah. Aba arranging the menorahs around the dining room table, one for each family member. All of us lighting them after Aba said the prayers.

Except for me. Would Aba even put out my menorah? What would be the point?

The hospital was oddly silent, as if everyone had left me. I felt myself fading, getting weaker. My eyes closed.

I awoke to what seemed like a dream. There gathered in my room were my parents, my grandmother, my brother-in-law, my sister and her baby. Four generations. And someone I didn’t recognize, a man in a blue uniform.

“I’m from the hospital maintenance department,” he explained. “The fire department asked me to be here.”

My mother held out a new silver-plated, oil-burning menorah. “Happy Hanukkah,” she said, setting the menorah on a table by my bed. “You know your father. He can be very persuasive.”

“This is your Hanukkah, Yosef,” my father said with a smile. “They would permit only the one menorah. So we would like you to light it and then say the prayers.”

“But, Aba, you’re the rabbi,” I weakly protested.

“So I get to decide,” he responded.

Slowly I swung my legs onto the floor and stood, leaning on my father. The maintenance man stepped forward. My hand shook slightly as I lit the oil. The flame enveloped the wick and I could feel its warmth, first on my hand and then through my body.

Then I heard myself praying the words I’d longed to hear. “Blessed are you, Lord our God, King of the universe, who performed miracles for our forefathers in those days, at this time.”

“Beautiful,” my father said when the prayers were finished. “You didn’t need to hear me pray. You needed to say the words yourself.”

It was true. This was my twenty-first Hanukkah, but it was as if I were hearing those words for the very first time. God, creator of miracles, from the beginning, hemmed in by a few hospital rules?

I had been the one who had put limitations on what he could do. To him, even my leukemia wasn’t an obstacle.

That Hanukkah in the hospital was the first of many miracles that God performed in my life. Ultimately he connected me with an Israeli bone-marrow donor whose gift left me cancer-free. I finished school and was later ordained as a rabbi.

The first night of Hanukkah this year, I’ll sit down at my parents’ table, laden with Mom’s good cooking, and listen to my father say the prayers. Then I will light my silver menorah, the flame of my faith burning brighter and stronger than ever.

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Original source: “Prayers that Rout Demons” by Apostle John Eckhardt:

Lord Jesus Christ, please forgive me for spiritual blocks to healing: unforgiveness, ignorance or lack of knowledge, no relationship with God according to knowledge, personal and family sins, not having faith in God, the need to see a miracle, looking for signs and wonders, expecting god to heal on one’s own terms, looking to man rather than God, not being honest and transparent, flagrant sin or habitual sin, robbing God in tithes and offerings, sin of our parents, looking to symptoms and not to the Healer, letting fear enter your heart, failure to get away in prayer and fasting, improper care of the body, not discerning the Lord’s Body, touching God’s anointed leaders, immoderate eating, pure unbelief, failing to keep our life filled up with God, not resisting the enemy, just giving up, looking for repeated healings instead of divine health, rejecting healing in the Atonement as part of the covenant for today, trying to bypass the penalty of the curse, murmuring and complaining, hating and not obeying instruction.

I forgive my ancestors, descendents and anyone else that has sinned against me to curse me with weakness, sickness, disease, illness, injury and trauma. Please forgive me for my sins that would open me up to these attacks and I forgive myself for my mistakes. I ask this is The Name Of Jesus Christ.

In THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST, I now command the evil spirits and their families to leave me that came in through spiritual blocks to healing. I also command the following lists of demons and your families to come out as your name is called:

Prayers for Healing and Health:

I am healed by the stripes of Jesus (Isaiah 53:5).

Jesus carried my sickness and infirmities (Matthew 8:17).

I cast out all spirits of infirmity that would attack my body in the name of Jesus.

I break, rebuke, and cast out any spirit of cancer that would attempt to establish itself in my lungs, bones, breast, throat, back, spine, liver, kidneys, pancreas, skin, or stomach in the name of Jesus.

I rebuke and cast out all spirits causing diabetes, high blood pressure, low blood pressure, heart attack, stroke, kidney failure, leukaemia, blood disease, breathing problems, arthritis, lupus, Alzheimer’s, or insomnia in the name of Jesus.

I speak healing and strength to my bones, muscles, joints, organs, head, eyes, throat, glands, blood, marrow, lungs, kidneys, liver, spleen, spine, pancreas, eyes, bladder, ears, nose, sinuses, mouth, tongue, and feet in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all heart attacks rooted in fear, and I command all spirits of fear to leave in Jesus’ name (Luke 21:26).

I loose myself from all diabetes rooted in rejection, self-hatred, inheritance, and guilt, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all cancer rooted in bitterness, unforgiveness, resentment, and slander of the tongue, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from lupus rooted in self-rejection, self-hatred, and guilt, and I cast these spirits out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all multiple sclerosis rooted in self-hatred, guilt, and rejection from the father, and I cast these spirits out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from rheumatoid arthritis that is rooted in self-hatred and low self-esteem, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from high cholesterol that is rooted in anger and hostility and command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all sinus problems rooted in fear and anxiety, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all high blood pressure rooted in fear and anxiety, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from asthma rooted in fear concerning relationships in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from a weakened immune system that is rooted in a broken spirit or broken heart, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all strokes rooted in self-rejection, self-bitterness, and self-hatred, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus.

I loose myself from all bone diseases rooted in envy and jealousy, and I command these spirits to come out in the name of Jesus (Proverbs 14:30).

Forgive me, Lord, for allowing any fear, guilt, self-rejection, self-hatred, unforgiveness, bitterness, sin, pride, or rebellion to open the door to any sickness or infirmity. I renounce these things in the name of Jesus.

I cast out any spirit of infirmity that came into my life through pride in the name of Jesus.

I cast out any spirit of infirmity that came into my life through trauma or accidents in the name of Jesus.

I cast out any spirit of infirmity that came into my life through rejection in the name of Jesus.

I cast out any spirit of infirmity that came into my life through witchcraft in the name of Jesus.

Give me a sound heart, which is the life of my flesh.

Remove from my heart any evil or sinful attitude.

Lord, remove any darts from my liver (Proverbs 7:23).

Heal and deliver me from all my pains in the name of Jesus.

I rebuke any sickness that would come to eat up my flesh, including cancer, in the name of Jesus (Psalm 27:2).

Let no evil diseases (things of Belial) cleave to my body (Psalm 41:8).

I break all curses of sickness and disease, and I command all hereditary spirits of sickness to come out (Galatians 3:13).

I break all curses of premature death and destruction in the name of Jesus.

I prosper and walk in health even as my soul prospers (3 John 2).

I receive the Word of God, which is health to my flesh (Proverbs 4:22).

Lord, bless my bread and water, and take sickness away from me (Exodus 23:25).

I command every organ in my body to function the way God intended (Psalm 139:14).

My bones are fat because I receive the good report of the gospel (Proverbs 15:30).

Lord, keep all my bones (Psalms 34:20).

Let every tumour or evil growth melt at the presence of God (Psalm 97:5).

Let any infection in my body be burned by the fire of God. I release myself from all allergies and sinus problems in the name of Jesus.

I pray for my arteries and blood vessels to be opened and my circulatory system to function properly in the name of Jesus.

I rebuke all fevers in the name of Jesus (Luke 4:39).

My flesh shall be fresher than a child’s, and I will return to the days of my youth (Job 33:25).

I pray for my immune system to be strengthened in the name of Jesus (Psalm 119:28).

Lord, renew my youth like the eagle’s (Psalm 103:5).

I will live and not die, and I will proclaim the name of the Lord (Psalm 118:17).

My beauty shall be as the olive tree (Hosea 14:6).

Lord, You heal all of my diseases (Psalm 103:3).

Lord, You are the health of my countenance (Psalm 43:5).

Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed (Jeremiah 17:14).

Let Your virtue touch my life and heal me (Luke 6:19).

I release the fire of God to burn out any sickness or disease that would operate in my body in the name of Jesus.

No sickness or plague will come near my dwelling (Psalm 91:10).

Jesus, arise over my life with healing in Your wings (Malachi 4:2).

The Lord is the strength of my life (Psalm 27:1).

I command every germ or sickness that touches my body to die in the name of Jesus.

I take the shield of faith and quench every fiery dart of the enemy (Ephesians 6:16).

I am redeemed from sickness and disease (Galatians 3:13).

Every plague is stopped when it comes near me through the atonement of Jesus Christ (Numbers 16:50).

I loose myself from every infirmity (Luke 13:12).

Jesus Christ makes me whole (Acts 9:34).

I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Let my body function in the wonderful way You designed it to function (Psalm 139:14).

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