Look Away From Me


Lord, teach me to number all of my days
My life is but a moment in Your mind
For I’m just a breathe that blows away
I’m a raindrop in the sea
Easily confused and so blind
Let me not complain about Your design

Where do I put my hope if it’s not in You?
Come rescue me from this rebellious land
For my punishment is ever renewed
I have no words of defense
Please stop the blows from Your hand
When you discipline me for my sin

Lord, hear my prayer and listen to my cry
Don’t ignore my tears falling on the floor
Look away so I can smile if I try
Kill the sin or leave me alone
Let me die and be no more
Look away, look away from me, LORD

Behind the lines


Psalm 39

“Hear my prayer, O LORD,
and give ear to my cry;
hold not your peace at my tears!
For I am a sojourner with you,
a guest, like all my fathers.
Look away from me, that I may smile again,
before I depart and am no more!”
(Psalm 39:12-13)








Do not rebuke me in anger
For who can stand when You’re jealous?
Do not discipline in vengeance
While I waive my guilty banner

I groan because I have been proud
My longing rises before You
I cannot hide my sighs from You
And my face is bowed to the ground

On You, LORD, I wait night and day
When will you provide an answer?
While my enemies have their laughter
My heart fails and I am afraid

I confess all my iniquity
Draw close to me in this distress
Do not forget your promises
Will you not come and rescue me?  

Do not forsake me now, O LORD
I hear my foe’s celebration
You alone are my salvation
My only hope is in Your Word

Behind the lines

Psalm 38

There is no soundness in my flesh
because of your indignation;
there is no health in my bones
because of my sin.
For my iniquities have gone over my head;
like a heavy burden, they are too heavy for me.

My wounds stink and fester
because of my foolishness,
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate;
all the day I go about mourning.
For my sides are filled with burning,
and there is no soundness in my flesh.
I am feeble and crushed;
I groan because of the tumult of my heart.

O Lord, all my longing is before you;
my sighing is not hidden from you.
My heart throbs; my strength fails me,
and the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.
(Psalm 38:3-10)

But for you, O LORD, do I wait;
it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer.
(Psalm 38:15)


Where is the Sun?


I’ve come to a desperate valley,
Crushing darkness breaks my heart,
Praying for peace, but finding pieces.

I’m searching for the faintest light,
Longing for the sun to speak,
Thirsty for hope, but there’s no relief.

Will joy come in the morning?
Where is the sun?

I’m pleading for mercy,
But more shadows come,
Blinded by sorrows,
Has the darkness won?
Where is the sun?
Where is the sun?

Oh, to see the brightest blue sky,
I’m deep within canyon walls,
Satan’s arrows sting me with my faults.

And if I stay in this darkness,
Will I soon forget the light?
Would it be brighter to close my eyes?

Beautiful mercy,
The sun shines on me,
There’s joy in the sorrow,
And the Light makes me weep.

Behind the lines

Psalm 30 –  In the darkness, dismayed and pleading, before the morning, where sorrow remains, and days are like night.

In describing beautiful mercy and love, I can’t put it any better than William Cowper. He tells of the grace and work of the Lord in a single verse as he’s writing from God’s perspective and His clarion call to Lovest Thou Me?

I deliver’d thee when bound,
And, when wounded, heal’d thy wound;
Sought thee wand’ring, set thee right,
Turn’d thy darkness into light.

I’ll close with Cowper’s last line from the same hymn:

“Oh for grace to love Thee more.”

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