Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar

Domine, Deus

Lord, why have you rejected me? *
     why have you hidden your face from me?

Ever since my youth, I have been wretched and at the point of death; *
     I have borne your terrors with a troubled mind.

Your blazing anger has swept over me; *
     your terrors have destroyed me;

They surround me all day long like a flood; *
     they encompass me on every side.

My friend and my neighbor you have put away from me, *
     and darkness is my only companion.

Psalm 88:15-19
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