Having a Big Cry

Just when I thought I’d sink no lower

I sunk further still, down, down under

I plunged helplessly, full of fear.

Forgive me for chalking it up on You.

I forgot that though I have no clue,

You know everything. I just have to trust You.

Please, constantly remind me that the best

Is yet to come. Let me quietly rest

In the knowledge that Your plans are good,

And what I’ve to do is to trust You, as I should.

Let me look at things the way Joseph did,

When in the dungeon his heart did bleed—

He saw hope and had faith still

And he let You do Your will.

Despite the misery, he praised Your name.

Help me, Lord, to do the same.

Let me have the eyes of Job: a man

Who kept faith even when troubles began.

Suffering a parent’s cruelest fate,

His faith hadn’t wavered; praises did emanate

From the lips that cried in agony, a praise for You alone.

Lord, help me be in that tone.

That even when my nadir’s here—

I can praise your name with cheer.