Saturday, April 08, 2006

Psalm 119 v. 81-88

I long to feel your touch in my heart, O God.
My eyes are strained from watching in the dark.
My heart is aching for comfort.
My soul feels shriveled up like a piece of dried meat.
All I have of you is your Way.
The rule of love and justice.
I hold firm to that in a world that does not comprehend.
Frightened—we are so far off the path.
Baffled—it is not easy to be wise in the mob.
So it’s a struggle in the dark at times, and
I long to feel your touch in my heart.

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