A Pantoum a Day no. 41

YHWH has turned to hear the sound of my weeping.

My eyes of faith won’t focus anymore.

YHWH has taken hold of my prayers.

Night after night I soak my pillow with tears,

My eyes of faith won’t focus anymore;

I flood my bed with weeping

Night after night I soak my pillow with tears,

sorrow fills my heart;

I flood my bed with weeping

There are so many enemies who come against me,

sorrow fills my heart.

Now it’s my enemies who have been shamed;

There are so many enemies who come against me.

YHWH has turned to hear the sound of my weeping;

Now it’s my enemies who have been shamed!

YHWH has taken hold of my prayers!