Remember how short my life is,
how empty and futile this human existence!
(Psalm 89:47; NLT).
Lord,
I feel so empty:
My flesh is only clay.
I used to share my life with you,
Yet now I cannot pray.
Lord,
I feel so empty:
My mind has lost its way.
I used to say the office,
Yet no longer try to pray.
Lord,
I feel so empty:
My heart has gone astray.
I used to plead for others,
Yet no longer love to pray.
Lord,
I feel so empty:
My soul has fled away.
I used to feel your presence,
Yet no longer want to pray.
Darkness is my closest friend
(Psalm 88:18; NLT).
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