Oh! my Soul, Oh! my Soul,
Comfort thyself,
Until the time the Lord watches you.
Lord! O, Lord! why don't you see my Soul.
My Soul, you're deeply afflicted,
Wait for your time, the Lord cares you.
Wounded and Woozy,
No one to anoint with oil and herbs.
My Lord, why did you let this happen,
Where am I have gone wrong with You.
Gracious God, comfort me,
As my Soul is deeply wounded.
Why did you Lord let me in here,
I'm a coward, who cannot handle this.
Please Lord, take away this cup from me,
But, you are my Master, I can hope on.
At times I wonder, where I am?
A created Demon in a world of Angels,
Or a created Angel in a world of Demons.
A world of Your own Knowledge and Wisdom.
Who can measure your Intelligence,
Who can tell You an advice,
You Lord, is all Powerful,
Omniscient, Omnipotent and Omnipresent.
You know me in Mothers Womb,
You put me there so carefully,
Created me in Your Image,
With so much love and grace.
You know my strengths and weaknesses,
You know what I'm up to.
You know the purpose I was sent to,
But this is hard to handle for me alone.
Rejected by near and cared by none,
No one to listen my hearing.
Everybody is good at their own advise,
But none know the truth, except You.
Advocate I needed, very much for this time,
None can I ask for, I know what I am.
You are my Advocate, and Justice is Yours,
This is what I wait and hope in the time.
Tears run down my eyes as I think of myself,
As if I was bathed in them.
I know that, You Count on my every Drop,
Which will record it's times of trouble.
The time when I spoke of my defence,
Every ear neglected my words.
Every speck of mud and stone around listened,
And You make them witness in time to come.
Adversary had his play,
Lies were his children.
For they know how to convince,
Allegations are their prime weapons.
Squeezed under his poisonous lies,
Council under his Venomous plan,
A game he played, played till he won,
Not to enjoy the fruit, but dirt and mud are his food.
O Lord, Your grace is sufficient,
To those who rely on You.
You are the Lord above everything,
On Your word is everything created.
You have the Dominion over everything,
Time in which we are all included,
But it(time) started by your Command.
You are far above from anyone' reach.
But Your eyes searched for those who obey You.
And You listen to those who cry for Your help sincerely.
You are not far away from those of Yours.
You cared for them with Love and Compassion.
Lie they Sown, Reap they Unfaithfulness.
But I will be Comforted in His Kingdom in Peace and Harmony.
Adore and Praise, I will give You Lord,
Till the time You designed for me.
Until that time Comfort my Soul, Comfort,
For Your King is not Delayed on you.
Longing for My Lord's Help - Suneel Damerakula.
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