My fears overwhelm me, and thoughts of destruction coil around me. I bow my head as grief and confusion surround me. I try to walk but I stumble and fall. My strength departs from me and my bones grow weak. My wounds abound in searing pain. Discomfort has become my food and tears my only drink. Pain is ever with me. How long, Lord, can I endure? What good is my destruction? How long, Lord, will my bones continue to break and my body decay? What good is my demise? I am entrapped in the mud and the mire. How long, Lord? How long?
Lord, hear my cry. You, who are faithful, hear my plea for help. Lord, rescue me. You are good and you will not abandon me.
I do not need to know how long, because I will wait. I will wait, with reverent expectation, as I recall the mighty deeds you have done! It is You, who reaches down from the heavens and sets my feet on the Rock. It is Your right hand that takes hold of me and saves me. I will trust in You. You are always faithful and your loving-kindness never fails. As long as I have breath, I will sing Your praise. My battle cry will grow louder and louder, like a warrior that has tasted sweet victory! My pain may last forever, but my roar will drown it out! Your Name only, will I praise. For as long as I live, You, who have saved me, I will praise.
