Broken

It is my solemn intention to serve You my Lord.
My spirit has been broken; now I call on You to heal me my Lord.
I am studying the horizon, seeking the silhouette of Your mercy’s approach.
Please, be hasty to come to my rescue.

I can no longer identify Your will; and the enemy has led me into doubt.
I hear a voice; it could be Yours, but it could also be mine.
In the hour when I seek to follow You; I am uncertain of how.
Speed to my rescue, my Saviour; for the road is gloomy.

I deserve to be banished from Your light; my life force to be drained.
How will I survive; if not by Your mercy?
I am just a sinner; and have been profoundly successful at it.
I know right and wrong, but have become uncertain of the difference.

I seek in my heart to find joy, trust or hope; with none to find.
There is just one thing left to hold onto; and that is YOU.
I am uncertain about all the rest.
Eli! Eli! Come to my rescue; for my heart is growing dark.

I feel the weight of the shackles around my ankles;
                        I know now, I have been captured!
MY LORD! SAVE ME!
My mind is going insane… My heart is enticed to hate; destroy!

Where is the Power I read of in Your Word; the Grace!
Is none of it reserved for me; or have I depleted my share?
I can not survive this day without your help my Lord.
I beg you; have mercy on this rotten soul.

I am tired my Lord; I have given my all, no incentive left to carry on.
I am not that special, life could easily continue without my contributions.
I fear to die alone; but embrace the disconnection from this horrid existence.
I am ready to die, with nothing left in me; or to live as You see fit.

Please, MY LORD; free me from this pain I carry inside.
Release me from the disappointment in my heart, it was ill-advised expectation.
I am a non-existent; a body with a depleted soul.
I await Your assistance, for there is no more in me.
By : Thys Groesbeek