In Desperation

I go to God because I'm desperate,
who else can help me in my hour of need?
When all seems lost, when every door is shut,
I turn my face to You, O God, and plead.
I feel so deep, I cannot find a word
that tells all that I want to say in prayer;
I wonder if my groans are even heard,
or if, O God, You still are listening there.
Yet will I try to see my way to You,
repeating prayers, I feel my words take flight;
I trust by faith some thoughts are getting through,
and with the hope I soon shall see a light.
O God, Who's never let me down before,
I humbly ask, and simply pray the more.

                            -- by Pete Voelz       1/06