“Even in the midst of great pain, Lord, I praise you for that which is. I will not refuse this grief or close myself to this anguish. Let shallow men pray for ease: ‘Comfort us; shield us from sorrow.’ I pray for whatever you send me, and I ask to receive it as your gift. You have put a joy in my heart greater than all the world’s riches. I lie down trusting the darkness, for I know that even now you are here.”
-Free-form translation of a Psalm IV composed by Stephen Mitchell.
Source: http://being.publicradio.org/programs/2009/approaching-prayer/transcript.shtml
A beautiful poem from Psalm
January 24, 2011 by quiverandquill
A Life of Wonder 
Beautiful poem, but it is so difficult to believe and have faith in that which we cannot see. I struggle with this one daily.