Barely holding on

The knot in one’s stomach, the lump in one’s throat, the weight on one’s chest, the heaviness of one’s heart …

Hear my cry, O Lord, out of the depths of my soul!
Let your ears be attentive to me, attentive to me:

My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen for the morning.

Put your hope in the Lord, for with him is unending love;
he will redeem us from all of our sins, from all of our sins.

My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen for the morning.

(“Watchmen,” Lifesize, based on Psalm 130)