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Born in affliction
And lived in as much
The whole of my life,
I have spent my days
and nights,
Crying out to You, O God,
And still the terrors
Hold court over my body,
But thanks be to You,
Not my soul.
My ache is without end.
I have stretched out my
hands,
Always begging for relief,
Knowing You work wonders,
But none comes to me.
Still, my spirit turns to
You,
The God of my salvation,
And though I go down
into the pit,
My last breath
Will trust in only You.
Psalm 88* |
