When evil men advance to devour my flesh

When enemies attack, their will to oppress

When bloody wars break loose and armies draw near

In the day of distress my heart will not fear

PAIN, MENTAL torment


Trapped in mental pain, agony within

Life consumed by anguish, endurance wearing thin

Tormented by misery, struggling to stand

Growing weak with sorrow, my grief is in your hands

Struck down but not destroyed, you lift me from the depths

You brought me from the grave, redemption from death

Hard pressed on every side but not in despair

Never on my own, your presence everywhere

[Psalms 30, 31; 2 Corinthians 4:8]