Psalm of Dismay

by Rdfrdmom2

Lord, it's been a terrible day
despicable people along the way
yet, You bid me love them anyway
just what am I supposed to say
when hateful voices, like donkeys bray
"You're not good enough to play!"
'cause my clothes do not display
I'm any better than a stray

Lord, I'm all alone here in my pad
not a single visitor have I had
I promise, Lord, I've not been bad
although there are times I'm really mad
while being used by some self-righteous cad
claiming to love me, just like my dad

Lord, as I'm down here on my knees
I pray You hear these tormented pleas
of one too young for an old man's squeeze
Lord, I beg You, grant me release
from men who swear that I'm a tease
when my body goes into a freeze
and I won't whisper, "pretty please"

Lord, I don't mean to make you fret
but my heart's not done crying yet
could You send me a private jet
so I can hide somewhere like Tibet

Lord, I hear compassion in Your sigh
and, is that a tear I see there in Your eye
I thank You so for coming by
to heal my wounds even while I cried
so easily You could have remained on high
instead, to the cross, Your blood was applied
when, for our sins, You chose to die

Yes, Lord, it was a frightful day
but You have wiped my tears away
and reminded me that, as I pray,
Your grace and mercy mold the clay
of my life into a beautiful display
which honors the majesty of You, Yahwee

jbh
4-23-2012

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A special thanks to Smurphgirl for the use of "Sad Little Girl" for the purpose of enhancing this work. Thanks for reading. love, jan

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