O Lord, listen to my prayer and let my cry for help reach you.
Do not hide your face from me
in the day of my distress.
Turn your ear towards me
and answer me quickly when I call.
For my days are vanishing like smoke,
my bones burn away like a fire.
My heart is withered like grass.
I forget to eat my bread.
I cry with all my strength
and my skin clings to my bones.
I have become like a pelican in the
wilderness,
like an owl in desolate places.
I lie awake and I moan
like some lonely bird on a roof.
All day long my foes revile me;
those who hate me use my name as a curse.
The bread I eat is ashes;
my drink is mingled with tears.
In your anger, Lord, and your fury
you have lifted me up and thrown me
down.
My days are like a passing shadow
and I wither away like the grass.
And then His Face shone upon me...He gave me a new grand daughter. A baby always seems like a promise of the future to me. Thank you Lord, for her safe delivery.
And then His Face shone upon me...He gave us good results on my husbands chemo.
And then His Face shone upon me...The primary results from the Tribunal look positive.
Thank you for your tender mercies....
Cindy~
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