It's dark, dark, empty, and I can't see
But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.
I'm asking, questioning, "why?"
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.
Anger and frustration appeal to my senses, ready to justify and defend
The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Take this weight, take this sadness, and let me go
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Teach me, heal me, cleanse me, help me know your presence; make me righteous, for your glory.
Now to him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you blameless before the presence of his glory with great joy, to the only God, our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, be glory, majesty, dominion, and authority, before all time and now and forever.
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