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1 A David psalm

Please, God, no more yelling,

no more trips to the woodshed.

2 Treat me nice for a change;

I'm so starved for affection.

Can't you see I'm black and blue,

beat up badly in bones

3 and soul?

God, how long will it take

for you to let up?

4 Break in, God, and break up this fight;

if you love me at all, get me out of here.

5 I'm no good to you dead, am I?

I can't sing in your choir if I'm buried in some tomb!

6 I'm tired of all this—so tired. My bed

has been floating forty days and nights

On the flood of my tears.

My mattress is soaked, soggy with tears.

7 The sockets of my eyes are black holes;

nearly blind, I squint and grope.

8 Get out of here, you Devil's crew:

at last God has heard my sobs.

9 My requests have all been granted,

my prayers are answered.

10 Cowards, my enemies disappear.

Disgraced, they turn tail and run.

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