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Nov 2014
Will You turn from me Your face forever oh Lord?
Will You take from me Your favor?
My struggle consumes me
I am drawn into the grave
Lord will You not rescue me?
Will You not fly to my aid?
I am weary and broken down
My very being is detestable in my eyes
Lord, will You not comfort me?

Yet I know the Lord is faithful
He remembers His child in the dark
He saves His sons from peril
And His daughters from despair

Lord my soul cries for You!
My spirit screams and wails through the night!
My heart weeps for Your mercy!
My God! My God! My Savior!
Be  swift in Your deliverance!
Be merciful to this unfaithful servant!
You are just oh Lord
You have purchased my life with blood
And with it I am cleansed

Written by
The Psalmist of The Suburb  In the arms of my King
(In the arms of my King)   
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