Oh Lord, tonight I have no words.
My thoughts, scattered and frayed,
Are drowning in the waves of grief
That will not be allayed.
A never-ending flow
From which I fear I can’t escape
However far I go.
But right now I feel lost.
In wave on wave of pain and grief,
My poor spirit is tossed.
Until once more I stand
Far from the ocean of my grief,
Beyond this shifting sand.
The anchor that won’t fail.
I know that Your love is greater
Than this passing travail.
Until You cry, “Be Still”,
Then all my tears, my grief will cease
In answer to Your will.
Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he
delivered them from their distress. He made the storm be still, and the waves
of the sea were hushed.
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