Cry and the Lord will answer.
And he will say I am here.
Sometimes we feel in the grip of a creeping cancer.
We are stuck, we cannot change gear.

Our mind dwells on disappointments.
What we ask , went wrong.
But it not us, just events.
It may have been a false tune , but it was our song.

So we didn’t get what we wanted.
Now we just have to move on.
Nothing daunted.
To a new hazy dawn.

And cry to the Lord if all else fail.
It always helps , without fail.

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We disappointed
Can just go on complaining
Or cry to the Lord

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See Isaiah 58 : 7-10