I waited patiently for the Lord;
he inclined to me and heard my cry.
He drew me up from the desolate pit,
out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock,
making my steps secure.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear,
and put their trust in the Lord.
Lord, sometimes it seems as though you’re not listening. Sometimes we seem to be in a hole, a dark place, and there’s no way out. Help us to trust that you are there and that, in your time, you’ll bring us out, set our feet on a firm place and help us forward. Help us to feel like singing again, praising you for your faithfulness. Amen.