From
where I am, I look out and see my plight.
Dread
and darkness encompass my soul.
I
am surrounded by rocks within this crevice, where I have hidden.
Cowering
down, I cover myself with my hands.
Dread
and darkness encompass me.
“Fall
upon me mighty stones!”
“I
have lost, you have won!”
To
a wilderness of blazing heat I peer from this hidden place.
Searing
pain and overwhelming desolation await me.
No
water for a thirsty mouth. No drink
upon dried lips.
If
only grass to eat, I would gorge myself.
If
only dead bones could be found, I would feast.
Forgotten
and lost, I dry up and wither to the closing grip of the rocks around me.
Walled
in by crags, fenced by the desert cactus,
Secured
by the hand of death which allows no escape, a prisoner I remain.
Release
me, O God, from these holes of fire, only you can rescue me.
If
not by Your Hand would I be freed,
Then
will my flesh shrivel and my bones forever bask to an unfeeling sun?
How
have I come to this place? What was
my sentence? Who was my Judge?
I
am wrongfully accused, but rightfully found guilty.
Hear
my plea, O God, and forgive my sin.
Pour
out Your Springs of Living Water once again.
Pour
Yourself out to me. Nourish me. Replenish
my strength.
Lift
my soul, O God, and renew my spirit.
Dread
and darkness encompass me as I cower within this fear.
A
cave so frightening is my home, impending doom my yard,
These
holes of fire, my community.
Desert,
waste, nothingness, is my only abundance.
Redeem
me, O Lord. Resurrect that which is
lost.
Reach
in and pluck me from this torment.
“Fall
upon me mighty stones!”
“Crush
me hovering rocks!”
Will
not my trembling ever cease?
Will
Your torment and wrath ever cease, O God?
Will
Your wrath ever cease?
Selah 