Recorded Tears
Psalms 56:8 You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Lord God please help me, for I am in great distress.
My eyes are swollen with weeping, unable to see.
I languish in utter despair, the storms devour me.
A dark cloud has overtaken my mind.
The winds blow, and I am knocked down.
The ground moves beneath me, I'm unable to stand.
Rain so cold and wet consumes my soul.
Who can stand in such a storm? Torrential is the down pour!
When I try to stand, I stumble to the ground .
When I try to walk, my legs are weak and feeble.
My heart melts within me, my breath escapes.
Heavy are my arms, a weight who can hold?
My throat is parched as I cry out in anguish.
I am exhausted! Lord please deliver me.
Reveal yourself to me, direct my steps.
For I know you delight in every detail of my life.
Help me not to stumble, hold me by the hand.
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Hide me and preserve me from trouble.
Surround me with your songs of deliverance.
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