Inspiration from Psalm 49

By Linda M Chadburn

01/15/2011

(Inspired by the content of Psalm 49.)

Yea, Lord.  You found me
     in the pit of Desolation;
     my clothes in tatters upon
     the walls of the pit
     with torn flesh,
     mixed blood and earth.

You found me
     sitting bloody at the bottom,
     hugging my knees, eyes downcast
     cold and near death
     seeking remembrance of the
     journey that led to this
     constant despair.

You found me
     when I caught a glimpse
     of a little girl who
     dedicated her life to you long ago
     with the words
     "Thy will be done on earth
     as it is in Heaven."

You found me
     as I struggled to my feet,
     lifted my eyes to Heaven,
     lifted my arms to you and
     asked your forgiveness for
     my transgressions, and thanked
     you for inspiration
     in my darkest hour.

You found me
     and veiled me in crisp linen,
     wrapped me tightly and
     lifted me in your arms;
     you laid me in a cool river,
     you cleansed and healed my wounds.
     You sat with me to rest
     beneath a tree covered in
     purple blossoms.

You found me
     and when I was rested
     you looked into my eyes;
     my heart melted into pure love.
     I felt your comfort and heard your counsel,
     and knew that those who have been brought low
     will be exalted in your house.