My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"
These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the processing to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng.
Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you.
Deep cries out to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.
I say to God my Rock,
"Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go on mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?"
Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
"Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth."
In the morning,
O Lord,
hear my voice.
In the morning I lay my needs in front of you,
and I wait.
1 comment:
Keep on, sweet sister. He's there, and he's got you. Trust and wait and hope and know.
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