A Lament of Confession

Where are you, my Saviour,
When I need you most?

I spoke Your name,
Yet my voice returns empty to me.

The hurt of heart torments me,
The pain takes my spirit prisoner.

I look for refuge, an escape
Yet I find the walls drawing in, with no way out.

I have cried till my tears are dry,
But nothing releases me from being me.

I am drowning in my sin, and I cannot breathe,
My faults surround me, and I cannot see.

Set me free from the vice that grips my life,
That has imprisoned my potential,
And threatens my future.

Please Lord, hold my hand,
Have mercy Lord, and heal my heart.

Do not turn your eyes away from me,
But restore me with your right hand

I know it was by my own hand that formed this chasm,
And by the disobedience of my own heart that I lost sight of you.

O Lord, silence the voices which condemn me,
Smash the walls which have been built up,
And tear the roots of their foundation in me!

For you are a God who redeems
And delivers those who trust in you.

The chains of death have no claim on me,
For there is salvation in crying your name.

You have done the work for me,
And in faith I will claim the victory.

Benjamin Ong (Occasional Student)