Have you abandoned me in the pit?
Have you taken away your spirit?
I am restless and tossing about
I’m afraid that my faith is running out
my heart is faint my fear is no longer
of the depths of continuous black corners
My hope is in You but I wonder if you hear
my silent cries in the night as the day draws near
my wrestling with Truth while loving the lie
You exposed my lies and gave me strength to try
as the darkness envelops and sadness develops
Will you be there to hold my hand? I know that you can…
Is my mourning out of place, is it permissible?
Have you forgotten when my love for you was visceral?
Has my sorrow grown old and your love has it grown cold?