I closed my eyes and called out to Him. He comforted me.
I reach for my Bible, unsure of what I am looking for...I find Psalm 18.
"1I love you, O Lord, my strength. 2The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer...5The cords of death entangled me, the torrents of destruction overwhelm me...6In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From His temple He heard my voice...7The earth trembled and quaked, and the foundations of the mountains shook; they trembled because He was angry.
16He reached down from on high and took hold of me; He drew me out of deep waters. 17He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me...19He rescued me because He delighted in me.
20The Lord has dealt with me according to my righteousness, according to the cleanness of my hands He has rewarded me. 21For I have kept the ways of the Lord; I have not done evil by turning from my God.
25To the faithful, You show Yourself faithful, to the blameless You show Yourself blameless, 26to the pure You show Yourself pure, but to the crooked You show Yourself shrewd.
30As for God, His way is perfect; the Word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him...32It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect...34He trains my hands for battle...36You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn.
46The Lord lives! Praise be to my Rock! Exalted be God my Savior!"
He is ever-present in my time of need. I will not doubt His perfect timing. I will hold steadfast to His promise. He will deliver me. He will.
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