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’.


Photo:  Aman Bhangu on Unsplash

Source: Psalm 42

Text:    David Alexander,,2020  CC BY-NC SA 4.0

Tune: Worship, Public Domain


Audio:  Used by Permission

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