In desperate times, O Lord,
your mercy I entreat
and, crying out in anguish, lay
my sorrows at your feet.

When I am overwhelmed
you keep my path in view,
its secret hazards, cruel snares
concealed - but not from you.

Then, everywhere I look
I find that no-one cares
and, destitute, I turn to you,
besieging you with prayers.

When those who hunt me down
are closing in on me -
O Lord my refuge, hear my call
and come to set me free.


And when you act in love,
securing my release,
your people will rejoice with me
and praise the Lord of peace!


Emma Turl
© Emma Turl, admin. The Jubilate Group
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