Psonnets of Worship
I Want to Laugh Again

I want to laugh again, but I lament,
although no words are spoken in complaint.
What would I say? Behold, my heart is faint,
and the abundance of my heart is spent.
Can it be filled again if it is rent,
and sufferings and sorrowings acquaint
and break the spirit of this humbled saint?
Behold my thought, O Lord, and my intent.
I do not want to pray or even speak,
but laugh again, although I want to weep,
and rend the heavens with my cries, and seek
a place in grace where I may fall asleep,
awakened where I am no longer weak,
delivered from despair, a slaughtered sheep.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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