O LORD, please don’t scold me when You’re angry
or discipline me in fury.
Have mercy, LORD, for I am suffering.
Heal my trembling, troubled bones.
Even my soul feels shaky!
O how long, LORD, will this go on?
Turn back to me, LORD, and rescue me
with Your unfailing love.
It’s hard to remember You
when I feel dead inside.
How can I lift Your Name in praise, LORD,
when grave worries weigh me down?
My sighs tire me. My sobs wear me out!
My pillow swabs my face.
Grief blurs my vision.
My eyes ache with distress.
Get away from me, you evil thoughts!
The LORD hears my cries.
The LORD listens!
The LORD answers all my prayers.
prayer-a-phrased by Mary Harwell Sayler, ©2016, with scriptures from many translations on Bible Gateway