The proud have had me greatly in derision: yet have I not declined from thy law.Psalm 119:51
The proud rage,
Have no hope,
Had no faith.
Me, broken by rage, yet hoping,
Greatly in derision, I esteem my soul wounded.
Yet, your grace contradicts my calculus.
Have I faith?
Not declined, your Spirit restores,
From broken vows I rise.
Thy law ever lights my path.