“Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.”
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When my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
O Lord , I am oppressed; undertake for me.—Cast thy burden upon the Lord , and he shall sustain thee.
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God.
Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in thy tabernacle for ever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings.
Have mercy upon me, O Lord ; for I am weak: O Lord , heal me; for my bones are vexed.
My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord , how long? Return, O Lord , deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
Strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
Remember the word unto thy servant, upon which thou has caused me to hope.—O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
Are you feeling that life for you has become a tangled skein, tangled with problems that seem to be desperately hard to unravel? If so, examine them and see whether it be not true that somewhere in the tangle there is the golden thread of an obvious present duty. Commence with that thread: what ought you to do next? Now! Never mind tomorrow!
Father, my life is in tangle, Thread after thread appears Twisted and broken and knotted, Viewed through the lapse of years. I cannot straighten them, Father; Oh, it is very hard; Somehow or other it seemeth, All I have done is marred. I did not see they were getting Into this tangled state; How it has happened I know not— Is it too late, too late? Is it? “Ah, no!” Thou dost whisper, “Out of this life of thine Yet may come wonderful beauty Wrought by My Power Divine.” Take then, the threads, O my Father, Let them Thy mind fulfill, Work out in love a pattern After Thy holy will! CHARLOTTE MURRAY
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