O Lord

A poem I wrote while I was in a state of depression.

O LORD, lift up my soul and lift up my eyes

Listen to my heart, hear my cries

I’ve lost meaning, clearly I’m not seeing

Darkness has me surrounded, chains have me bounded

I wear a mask just to escape the pain, the enemy took reign

My thoughts have me held captive, life feels tragic

O LORD, lift up my soul and lift up my eyes

Loose these chains and uphold me as I rise

I’m full of ashes and dust, but rise I must

I can't do this any longer, I don't belong here

Out of the enemy’s stronghold will I come

More vigilant and stronger than I was

God has taken me through this valley for a reason

Up ahead, I can see it’s going to be the season

The season that takes me beyond the horizon

Deeper and further into anything I have laid my eyes on

O LORD, thank you for listening to my heart and hearing my cries

Glory be to the God who lifts up my soul and lifts up my eyes