Wednesday, April 6, 2011
My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Far from my deliverance are the words of my groaning.
my God, I cry by day, but You do not answer;
And by night, but I have no rest.
YET, YOU ARE HOLY
O You who are enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
In You our fathers trusted;
They trusted and You delivered them.
To You they cried out and were delivered;
n You they trusted and were not disappointed.
That is one small word but it means so much.
I am depending on that "yet" right now.