A Psalm of Hope

by Fred Miller

Hear my plea, O Lord, my hands
and my eyes I lift up to you. 
My heart is troubled. I am surrounded 
by the wicked. I am trapped by evildoers.

In supplication, I bow to acclaim you 
with this hymn of hope and steadfast 
love. May my eyes rise to the heavens 
and recall your words and deeds of love.

The land and the firmament you have 
made for our joy. And in your strength, 
we are delivered to sing praises of life 
everlasting to come in your holy kingdom

You are my bread, my sustenance, O Lord.
Lift up your countenance and carry me
through the valleys of my distress. From you,
an abundance of passion fills me with hope.

My complaints are no more. My cause is in 
your hands. My grievous transgressions you 
have forgiven. The breadth of your compassion 
fills my heart with everlasting joy. I am redeemed.

Fred Miller is a California writer. Over fifty of his stories and poems have appeared in publications around the world over the past ten years. Many may be found on his blog: https://pookah1943.wordpress.com

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