Psalm of Struggle
A Psalm of Struggle
My soul is parched by the waterless
desert of despair.
My dry tongue longs to lap
cool water.
The hot sun of temptation beats
down on me.
The fragile body I live in begins
to fail.
How much longer oh Lord must
I bear this torment?
How much longer oh Lord will
you allow this to continue?
Your eye looks down on me
as I struggle with doubt.
Your eye sees my pain and
suffering.
I cannot last much longer
in my present state.
I cry out for Your protection
Oh Lord.
Copyright © Oliver Mckeithan | Year Posted 2024
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