Lifted

Downhearted under the weight of the world

At every turn a new worries lurk

Illness, depression, finances in a bind

Pressures enough to drive you berserk

David knew trails, his many struggles manifest

But this master of Psalms turned to the Lord

Asking that in hardship he might be blessed

So what shall we do when dark shadows descend

Are we to give up, turn, run-away?

Or will we like the shepherd turned king

Drop to our knees and before the throne humbly pray?

For it is from our knees that we can be lifted up

From our prostration be exalted anew

This is the promise of the Living One

That He’ll always be there for you

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Padre