I cry to You today

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I cry to You today

My God, I cry to you today...
I am down..and I'm lost within the darkness..
Those around me can not see..
those I love can not see..
It is here..it is overwhelming..
My breath is hampered by the thickness of darkness.
My heart is racing..and searching for life..
My hands are shaking..my body feels numb..
I cry to you today..Lord, Help Me!
I realize now that I have surrounded myself with darkness..
They criticized, it brought darkness.
They judged...allowing darkness to dwell.
The prince has smiled coyly..knowing full well what has gone on.
He is a prince of darkness, and with each ungodly word, he came.
With each ungodly act, His darkness evolved.
I didn't know Lord, that I was here.
I cry to you today, O Father, free me now.
Remove this blindness..remove this mask of pain.
I shall rejoice in the Lord, for all that is good is upon my doorstep.
It is here, it is within, it is for me.
I shall rejoice out of this bondage and stronghold..
I shall declare His victory at all times..
As there, before me, is the light..
The light of the Lord, the life of Jesus Christ.
I cry to you, O God...lift me, fill me..and bless me...
Abundantly..
I cry out to You..my Lord...
I cry...
And receive...and heal!

 

depression...

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fredthley commented on I cry to You today

08-05-2009

When you cry out to God, he will hear you. I love that peace. I hope you keep the faith.

waldenehn commented on I cry to You today

05-25-2009

King David's psalms are filled with this Divine theme---The darkness and despair of Life---yet the Lord breaks through the despair and pours out great joy and rejoicing and His Own Light to lift us into His presence. Like a fresh drink of water, very sweetly written

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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