You who made all that ever was, or will be,
How can you can hear my plea –
In the vastness of the universe
With so many unfortunate souls
Also praying to the God of hope,
Just how do you cope?
I am so small, so insignificant,
How can you separate my voice
Dry my tears, supress my fears
And do just the same for everyone else?
You have always been there for me
Now I need you more than ever,
Will you still hear me in my distress?
Is it my faithlessness
That reigns ill fate in my family?
Take it from us Lord,
Tell me what I must do
To regain trust with you.
Miracle making God,
Hear my prayer and
Alleviate this despair.
Copyright wordz2go Oct 2017
Psalm 18:6 “In my distress I called to the Lord;
I cried to my God for help.
From his temple he heard my voice;
my cry came before him, into his ears.”