Great is the Lord

A heavy heart crushed under mountainous weight burns hot within. How long, O Lord? My days are a few breaths—fleeting—a shadow, yet unending turmoil burns. I ache for this world, of which I am just a guest. I ache for the deceived in pursuit of lies. I ache for the lost unaware of their wandering. I ache for the battles being waged, both physically and spiritually.

O Lord, I am weary. I long for your return, for your mighty hand to deliver me, to deliver all of your children.

Confront those who seek to snatch away life. Convict those who delight in inflicting hurt. And to all who seek You, may they find You. May the words, “Great is the Lord” sound throughout all creation.

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