A deer longs…
My soul thirsts…
The living God –
Come and behold!

Continually
remember,
pour out –
throng
in procession
with shouts
and songs,
keeping festival!

Cast down?
Disquieted?

Hope.

My help,
my God!
Remember.

All,
Steadfast love,
God of my life,
My rock –
Why forgotten?

Walk mournfully?
Dead-ly?
Continually?

Hope in God –
Help!

© Annabelle P. Markey