I Cry To The Most High

As I gaze upon the clear blue sky,
My eyes squint as I grimace in pain.
From the depth of my soul I cry to the Most High:
Father, how long, in suffering, will I remain?

Compared to many, my pain is a pittance,
But it’s still more than I can bear.
Please send me Your Divine assistance,
Lest I fall prey to despair.

Please help me endure until the day,
You bring this suffering and sorrow to an end.
Lord Jesus, You’re the Life, Truth and Way;
Upon You alone do I depend.

Blessed be Your Name my God and King;
I will praise You from the depths.
While on this journey, to You I will sing;
Please guard my heart and direct my steps.

At times my tears are an incessant deluge,
But I know You’re well acquainted with grief.
Jesus, You are my comfort and refuge;
By Your Spirit You give sweet relief.

You, Yourself, in the days of Your flesh,
Wept, wailed and cried aloud.
You went to the cross where, You, they did thresh,
As humbly to the Father’s will You bowed.

A selfless sacrifice; God’s spotless Lamb,
You suffered and died in our place.
The Rock of Ages, the great I Am,
Showed us selfless mercy and grace.

As I behold Your loving death,
Your blood that was poured out for me,
I know even now as I struggle for breath,
I have this guarantee:

You, my God, Who withheld not Your own life,
Will not unto suffering, me, abandon.
You paid for my sin and will end this strife,
And save me from Abaddon.

For, all who repent of sin and trust Christ as Lord,
Our God Who suffered, died and rose again,
Are delivered from death; Your grace on them is poured;
Let all the Redeemed say “Amen!”.

Whatever I may suffer for now,
Has a certain and fixed end date.
Lord Jesus, I love You; fix my hand to the plow.
Please help me to patiently endure and wait.