Return, O My Soul, To Your Rest

Return, O my soul, to your rest;     for the Lord has dealt bountifully with you. For you have delivered my soul from death,     my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling; I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living. Psalm 116:7-9 A LAMENT Darkness closes in again. Despair wields its ugly sword. Hope and joy feel so far off. Why does it feel like you are so slow to save? My lungs are tight, my breath is heavy. I cannot keep my eyes cleared of tears. Will there ever be an end to this sorrow? Where is your redemption in all of this? I am wearing thin. This load seems too heavy carry. How long, O Lord? B...