"Do not withhold your mercy from me, O Lord;
may Your love and Your truth always protect me.
For troubles without number surround me."
The darkness of my struggle covers my eyes and my heart.
I reach out my hands to feel my way through the mire.
These troubles seem more numerous than the sands of Your beaches.
Protect me, LORD,
cover me with Your wings of mercy as I learn how to recover from these dark days.
My heart seems to beat more slowly...release me to your mercy.