Chapter 113:

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04.29.24

Why do you crush me, O Lord,
and keep my nights in despair?
Sleep has forsaken me,
all of these seem unfair.
I cried when I was awake,
I still cry in my deep slumber.
I dreamt of the good old days,
my childhood in your care.
Now my mornings feel
hopeless, how long
must I suffer?

Why do you crush me, O Lord,
and crowd my thoughts at night?
You deprived me of rest
the day I entered this fight.
I searched for You in all places,
I was losing my sight.
Bend my knees on the ground,
will you ever give Your light?
Peace has left my chamber,
the David in me has lost its might.

Why do you crush me, O Lord,
and bring tears to my eyes?
My heart becomes a home
of doubts rolling in the dice.
I take chances on pure luck,
bet my future in the hands of the wise.
But You, O God, created the heavens,
and all things underneath the skies.
In the land of wilderness,
Your promises shall again arise.

I prayed, and prayed, and prayed,
whispered my pleas aloud.
You heard me, saying:
"Do not fear for I am Your God."
And I recalled all the bad days,
I was comforted with Your rod.
You took me out from the darkness,
cleansed my soul from filth and mud.
Your mercies have sustained me,
my anxieties were outlawed.

Why must I crush my heart, O God,
when I was commanded to trust in Thee?
To leave my anxiety in Your hands,
and I will be shown endless mercy.
To bare my weakness in Your presence,
and I will be strengthened day by day.
For You will not despise my brokenness
but redeem what was lost in me.
You have allowed me, O God,
to burden You with my agony.

Why must I crush my hope, O God,
when You are the same God
who parted the Red Sea,
and protected Your people?
Why must I crush my hope, O God,
when You are the same God
who exalted David and brought
Goliath in his downfall?
Why must I crush my hope, O God,
when You are the same God
who changed Paul and
made him Your apostle?
Why must I crush my hope, O God,
when You are the same God
who died on the Mount of Calvary
and save us all?

My worries cannot be compared
with the love You have for me.
You design my tomorrow
with plans to right my iniquity.
So long as I obeyed Your words,
so does my hope in You shall stay.
Your grace, O God, will keep
this heart to trust Your way.
I am Your servant,
Your follower,
Yours in eternity.

—georginariver, crush

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