A Song In The Night
“The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.” Psalm 42:8
Why a song in the night, Lord? Is it because now I am silent, and still?
I was so busy today, caught up in my world and You tried to speak. I could not hear Your voice for the clamor of my life. In my busyness, it was easy to forget my hurt. . . and You.
But, with the night comes the realization that the pain is still here. It only dimmed in the light. Now, in my darkness, it shines bright again.
Why a song in the night, Lord? Is it because it’s so dark, and morning seems far away?
It’s easier to doubt you when the shadows fall. Where is the brilliant faith that was mine during the day? It faded with the setting of the sun. I lay here on my bed, unable to sleep. Night holds it’s own terrors, and suddenly they seem so real. Others sleep, unaware of my restlessness and fear. They will awaken in the morning refreshed . . . I will be weary.
I am still. I am listening. Hold me tight. Whisper in my ear. Grant me a song in my night to soothe my troubled spirit. I will respond to its gentleness. My heart will leap to the words, simple and wise. It’s a long time until morning, Lord. Come sit by my bed, and sing to me.
God of my life . . . grant me a song in my night.
Sing to me, Lord, I’m listening.
by Ronda Knuth
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