Please help me Jesus
I don’t know what to do I’m all alone and desperate I’m crying out to You. Please help me Jesus I don’t know what to say Words escape my lips, My thoughts in disarray. Please help me Jesus I don’t know where to go Choices sit before me – But still I don’t know… Please help me Jesus I can’t feel You near I can’t make my heart change I’m lost I fear! Please help me Jesus I want to do what’s right I want to follow your ways, For they preserve my life. |
Please help me Jesus
I’m crying out to You Don’t abandon your beloved To your Word hold true. Please help me Jesus Shake me to the core If this the measure You must use – Continue, I implore! Please help me Jesus I know my cries are heard You, who can redeem, Despite what I deserve. Please help me Jesus In the throes of the night Wash me clean with hyssop Make my heart contrite.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart O God, You will not despise. Psalm 51:17 |
A truly profound set of prose, yet simple in it’s psalmistry. I know this burden and live this grief. I too am searching, and hoping, and crying, and breaking to know His perfect will, direction, and purpose for me.
In a world of so many choices and so many voices, it is often difficult to hear, to know and to choose.
I would be blessed to share your fellowship and hear back from you; as I came upon your website after a deep time of prayer and contrition with the Lord. It is obvious this is just another one of His divine appointments to weave us together in His tapestry of creative expression.
I do hope we can share some thougths and prayers together in Jesus our Lord and Savior. God bless and keep you in His perfect peace and love.
In His Grip,
Ron
Ron,
I did read this reply way back when. I wasn’t sure about it but reading it today, believe that it is legitimate. It is hard to know. I will not elaborate but if you come across this, I’d appreciate some feedback on who you are and where you are in life.
Thanks,
Debra