For my beloved friend, Dan Dillard: The Seventy-Seventh Psalm Voce mea ad Dominum. I will cry unto God with my voice; even unto God will I cry with my voice, and he shall hearken unto me. In the time of my trouble I sought the Lord: I stretched forth my hands unto him, and ceased not in the night season; my soul refused comfort. When I am in heaviness, I will think upon God; when my heart is vexed, I will complain. Thou holdest mine eyes waking: I am so feeble that I cannot speak. I have considered the days of old, and the years that are past. I call to remembrance my song, and in the night I commune with mine own heart, and search out my spirit. Will the Lord absent himself for ever? and will he be no more intreated? Is his mercy clean gone for ever? and is his promise come utterly to an end for evermore? Hath God forgotten to be gracious? and will he shut up his lovingkindness in displeasure? And I said, It is mine own infirmity; but I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most Highest. (from the Book of Common Prayer, "The Order for the Visitation of the Sick"
Posted on: Wed, 11 Sep 2013 19:41:20 +0000
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