My Version of Psalm 55
God are are you there?
You must be able to hear what is said about me?
Aren’t you my protector?
I love how you show up self declared power,
Before you it looks pathetic,
My enemy speaks words against me,
But they are contributing to his downfall,
He gathered an arsenal of put downs,
I felt like he used every last one of them against me,
He was so good at it,
I started believing him and not you God.
I doubted myself,
I stopped sleeping,
I imagined the worst,
I thought that I would die.
None of this was true,
The worst was transformed into peace,
God turned up,
I visited the shadow but now live in the light.
My dear enemy continues to gather words,
In the hope that he can overcome God,
It’s a futile hope,
But he clings to it with a death grip,
Sucked in a downward spiral into darkness.
I know what anxiety is,
I know what fear is,
I have tasted failure,
Yet God is still with me,
He hears my prayer this morning,