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My Prayer Tonight

I am in this time reminded that there is eternity, that this soul’s true longing is not in this world. Let God be glorified always, in bounty or want, in life or death, and in all times, let us praise Him who transcends this fallen world. To him alone let us worship.

My God, my God, it’s growing dark
—the night is falling swift—
and God, O God, I see myself:
I’m weak and small, unfit.

O God, O God, you made me so,
and placed me here withal.
My Lord, my Lord, I cannot breathe!
My spirit wanes! I fall!

I turn to see the raging storm:
my city’s mad, unhinged,
and blood is spilt—yea, blood was spilt—
in unreasoned revenge.

So where can I now oil buy
before the sun is gone?
and where can I then set my lamp
to there await the dawn?

My Lord, my God, you are my king,
and I long for your day.
My Lord, my God, all sovereign one,
it’s for your peace I pray.