They tried to silence me.
Tied my hands behind my back.
Bound my feet together with ropes.
Threw me into a pit.
No one will hear her from the pit they said.
But they forgot about the Lord.
He will hear you no matter how deep the pit may be.
From the pit my enemies had dug for me
I cried unto the Lord.
With my voice I cried.
Hear my cry Oh Lord.
He did.
Out of the pit He lifted me.
To be silent no more.
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I love the metaphor here. Quite an awakening unto the Lord. Well written.
Be safe,
Karen