A Lament by an Outcast

O Lord, how long more must I wait in anguish?
For your vindication I languish.

I am tormented day and night in her presence;
Provoked by her cutting words, her angry soul.

My spirit defeated, my heart sorrowed,
My soul so empty, I cry to you in vain.

Please let your eye never leave me,
For her scorn shoots like arrows when I least expect them.

Please protect me under your armour,
For you are my fortress that never falls.

I turned on my family to follow you,
A high price I could never have prepared for.

In hurt they excluded me, outcasted
For what they perceive as a grave defiant sin.

Banish the blindness from their eyes!
Melt their hearts of stone!

You have preserved me in my pain.
My cries are not in vain.

When I can’t feel you, still I’ll sing,
For to your wondrous cross I’ll cling.

Anonymous Student