Crying Out in the Dark

Fire and ice tear at my brain

My heart is cold with fear

I’m falling into dark despair

Oh Father, are you near

The cold of fierce, impending doom

Can freeze thought into fright

I have no hope of breaking free

Oh Father, where’s your light

The searing heat of loss and grief

That fills my mind with flame

Is burning hollows in my heart

Oh Father, hear your name

I call out in my suffering

Punished by my false will

Oh Father, are you listening

For I am broken still

And when, at last, no tear remains

And all the fires have died

Oh Father, will you love what’s left

Will you care that I cried

Oh Child, I feel your deepest fears

I count each tear you’ve cried

And each prayer prayed has touched my heart

Yes, even those denied,

For though you cannot see me through

Your sorrow and your pride

I have never left you, My Child

I’m always at your side

Psalm 130: 1-7
¹ Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD;

 ² O Lord, hear my voice.
       Let your ears be attentive
       to my cry for mercy.

 ³ If you, O LORD, kept a record of sins,
       O Lord, who could stand?

 ⁴ But with you there is forgiveness;
       therefore you are feared.

 ⁵ I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,
       and in his word I put my hope.

 ⁶ My soul waits for the Lord
       more than watchmen wait for the morning,
       more than watchmen wait for the morning.

 ⁷ O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
       for with the LORD is unfailing love
       and with him is full redemption.