How long will your hand sit with heaviness on the seat of my soul? I pray thee Lord, have mercy on me and show me good days. The reproach of your hand has left me dry and broken.

I pray thee Lord have mercy on your servant. Revive this broken spirit and show mercy to your servant.

Help me see thy purpose. Lift the fold from my eyes, that I may see, For my vision has become obscured by my enemy.

How I long to taste the goodness that flows from your hand; like the sweetest of honey it is.

My spirit longs to exalt you and worship you, like a true servant, but until the storm in my soul is quieted I am of no good.

Grant your servant better days, that I may rejoice in your salvation. Like a skilled artist you have created me.

My innermmost being you know. Lord there is nothing hidden from your sight, there is nothing that I may hide that your sovereignness will not diclose. I will not rest lest you calm this storm in my soul.

Fill my cup with fresh oil and pour a fresh anointing on me and renew my mind. Restore the joy of your salvation to your servant. I will sacrifice a praise to the Lord, in the good times and in the bad I will learn to praise the Lord. My heart need not fear, for he is my deliverer.

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