2 Israel in Exile

Locked Down but Not Out

Reflections on Grace when facing  Dark Times. 

Psalm 13:1-2; 5-6

How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me.

Your chosen ones enslaved again

 No home, no birthright to reclaim

No promised land, where milk can find

Or honey sweet, nectar refined.

For here in exile, against their will

Your people toil, ground as by mill

Into the dust of earth ‘neath feet

As captives make their plight complete.

Your people yearn for Moses lead

As once from Egypt’s land you freed

And onto desert’s manna brought

Where on their way cloud, fire sought.

Your people too of latter times 

Imprisoned, not because of crime

But due to other’s evil ways

That shortened lives, their living days.

That holocaustal pain remains

In broken lives with dark-day’s chains 

Where evil from without, within

Says, “lockdown’s evil state  can win”.

Lord of never leave, nor forsake

Help all who fear, and life’s breath slake,

 To live as conquerors and much more

See you there and there adore