Speak for me

I’m tired. I’m worn; my heart is heavy from the work it takes to keep on breathing. I’ve made mistakes; I’ve let my hope fail. My soul feels crushed by the weight of this world…For my iniquities are gone over my head; as a heavy burden they weigh too much for me…I am benumbed and badly crushed; I groan because of the agitation of my heart. Lord, all my desire is before You; and my sighing is not hidden from You. My heart throbs, my strength fails me; and the light of my eyes, even that has gone from me... Those who seek my life lay snares for me; And those who seek to injure me have threatened destruction, and they devised treachery all day long…For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me…My enemies are vigorous and strong, and many are those who hate me wrongfully…Do not forsake me, O Lord; Oh my God, do not be far from me! Make haste to help me, O Lord, my salvation! Do whatever it takes to give me Your heart…And I know that you can give me rest, so I cry out with all that I have left. Let me see redemption win, let me see the struggle end that you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn.I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life…Don’t stop the madness. Don’t stop the chaos. Don’t stop the pain surrounding me. Don’t be afraid, Lord, to break my heart, just bring me down to my knees…So it’s alright if you can’t stop the tears that you cry, ‘Cause someday we’ll touch the face of our God and the sorrow will disappear…But as we run our hands along these scars, may they tell us who we are. We are the redeemed…Hallelujah! We are free to struggle. We’re not struggling to be free. Your blood bought and makes us children. Children, drop your chains and sing…