The bright sunlight has faded,
Darkness is all around me.
My hands reach out -
Frantically, desperately,
Hoping to find a little comfort,
Only to discover I have been bound.
More and more do I reach,
But a searing pain penetrates my soul.
The ties of bondage hold on -
Firmly tightening ,
Holding onto my chance of freedom,
And confusion filling my entire being.
"Where are You Lord?" I ask,
Could it be that He is gone?
I feel abandoned -
Lost and hurt,
It feels like I am alone,
Please Lord won't You draw near?
My cries for help ring out to nothingness,
And no one is listening.
My spirit is crushed -
Repenting, but doubting,
Wondering if I am saved,
If I'm still a child of the King.
~ Quentin Jessen © 2001
