Stripping the Darkness

Let not my fear name my heart.

In times of question, of conflict;
Love and duty and submission become all mixed up
All coated with fear and sorrow, and then I perish; I burn up.

I implore You, because I have lost sight.  I am split in two again,
And my adversary preens

I am split in two
How trivial seem my greatest traumas.
How weak I feel
How I despise myself for my imagination
Which scatters disaster and heartache like scoopfuls of burs
All over the landscape of my life.

Don’t leave me alone here!

I have come here to confess
My fear, my insanity,
And to repent bitterly of Jezebel, the queen of my captivity
Protect me from the dogs!

I am ashamed of my stripes,
Unlike the One who named demons
I have had to submit to the dogs---Don’t leave me alone here!

So I confess the peril of my past--
I am all agony--I understand
I understand the sins of the Oppressing City,
The Murdering Whore.
Consume even my dust with baptismal fire
But don’t leave me here.

First, we knew.  All our tribes had the innocence.
Then, when we saw what we could do,
We let go of it, and it was lost, and there was nothing we could do

Truly it is written of me
That my sorrows and my conception are greatly multiplied

But you didn’t leave us there;
Don't leave me here.

What shall I say when I am rescued?
Slay Babylon!  Raze her, and my entangled soul as well,
That I might also be erased from her, and hidden forever.

That the Mighty One can destroy my soul I am certain
That I deserve no better I am convinced
And it is with great wonder and humiliation
That I realize the power of His love
His desire for such as me