Creator of the Devastation
O God, why do you cast me off forever?
Why does your anger smoke against the sheep of your pasture?
I feel so far away from you.
How long will you allow the suffering?
Why must I bear this pain?
The tears drown my bed.
Make this darkness go away.
You are the strength of my heart.
You are my portion forever.
Though I am overwhelmed with misery, I will serve you.
I will praise you with all that I am because
All that I am is from you and for your glory.
You created all the worlds and all in them.
You know of the devastation before I endure it.
You are Lord everlasting.
You are my Lord and
I thank you.
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