So Unlike a Deer

Severed from the closeness that we once enjoyed;

Wandering in anguish, pondering the void.


Memories; some haunt me, leaving me no rest.

Was this your intention, or is it a test?


Somewhere deep inside me, softly whispers hope.  

“This won’t last forever, you’ve still got some rope.”


Cataracts and breakers, thunder, crash and wave.

Yet a song yet remains of, One who comes to save.


I’ve not been forgotten, nor have I been scorned.

I’ll hope in the Lord who brings light ev’ry morn’.


Image:  Divide By Zero on Unsplash

Source:  Psalm 42

Text:  David Alexander, 2022  CC BY-NC SA 4.0

Tune:  Worship, Public Domain

Score:  Used by Permission

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