Psalms 143:5-8

I remember the glorious miracles of days gone by, and I often think of all the wonders of old. Now I’m reaching out to you, thirsting for you like the dry, cracked ground thirsts for rain. Pause in his presence Lord, come quickly and answer me, for my depression deepens and I’m about to give up. Don’t leave me now or I’ll die! Let the dawning day bring me revelation of your tender, unfailing love. Give me light for my path and teach me, for I trust in you.