poetry

Lamentations 3.55-56 ~ dungeon

I called upon thy name, O Lord, How pleasant it is to breathe those words. Out of the low dungeon, Just like Paul and Silas, Thou hast heard my voice. Tarry not, Hide not thine ear at my breathing, At my cry, Come quickly!

Lamentations 3.53-54 ~ Cut Off

They have cut off my life in the dungeon, “For thou hadst cast me into the deep,” And cast a stone upon me. “In the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about:” Waters flowed over mine head; “All thy billows and thy waves passed over me.” Then I said, I am cutContinue reading “Lamentations 3.53-54 ~ Cut Off”

Lamentations 3.53 – Birdie

Mine enemies chased me sore, I was like a bird. They said, “Flee as a bird to your mountain.” “They make ready Their arrow upon the string” Without cause.

Lamentations 3.51 ~ Daughters

Mine eye affecteth mine heart; I see what sin has wrought, I behold the desolation of rebellion. Because of all the daughters of my city, I seek the face of my Lord God.