A Psalm From Confinement
Conceived in trouble Brought forth in pain Delivered in hope Reared in faith
Consumed by despair No comfort found
Life seemed hopeless But You were there all the time Where could I turn? But You were there all the time
How many times, O Lord? How many times have You shown me And I closed my eyes How many times have You called But I stopped my ears
You’ve surrounded me; You’ve hemmed me in But I shook You off; I chased my sin I groped in darkness unable to win You offered grace again and again
Prayer was lifted The answer was, “Yes”
Come alive in me
- Written in confinement.
- No explanation.
- No defense.
- Just truth.