A Psalm, by me

1 October, 2005 Ken Uncategorized

Praise you Lord, for in the midst of woe you have not forgotten me.
To each you give a burden they can carry, and share the yolk invisibly next to us.
Of broken heart, I see the sky is blue, the breeze gentle.
Anguished and pensive, you find work for my hands and thoughts.
A great injustice against me may not be the outcome, yet fear of it eats at my soul.
You have provided a helpmate for just such a time.
I know I am only your instrument of your will, nothing more, powerless without you.
Feeling your quiet breath upon me, I trust in you to touch and change hearts that I cannot.
I ask the cup to pass before me, but know if I must drink, it will not be without reward.
Not my will be done, but yours.

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