𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗬 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦

Let the nation hear, let the earth heed me, let them all read my grief. Let them relay it to their offspring and their offspring to their descendants, handling it down like an ancestral legacy.

I departed the sanctuary to indulge in the palace of vanity only to discover that, the wine served there was bitter, it bore foul odor though it appeared to be attractive and appetizing to the eyes. All that lies beneath it were ruins disguised in delights. I walked down the corridor of the mockers and the pathway of the transgressors abandoning the assembly of my brethren and my light faded like a torch; my love grew cold like wax, and my bones became parched and corroded.

I abandoned the ordinances of Him who foreordained and called me in His Son, saying; "it was too burdensome, only to embrace the yoke of the slavemaster—the devil". And alas, it shattered, afflicted and immobilized me. Someone! please rescue me!! I exchanged His purpose for my passion and I chased it without His aid, I toiled for mine like a laborer and I ran without vigor, behold, I collapsed.

I descended from the mount and departed the consecrated place only to inhabit the lowlands—a land bereaved of milk and honey, even filled with thorns and thistles. Here, I cultivated the ground and it produced no harvest, I excavated deep into the earth and water never sprang forth. Lo, I was devoid of life.

I did all these in the pursuit of liberty—a craving to govern my own life, an occasion to indulge in lustfulness and all I encountered at the end of the path was nothing apart from emptiness. So I returned; I came back home to life and tranquility, I hastened back to royalty and priesthood, I ascended again into the mount and I stood again in the sacred place—a place with an everlasting fountain, streaming into my spirit, reviving my soul and fortifying my bones.

Now, therefore, I conclude that in His presence is abundance of life and in His sanctuary is fullness of strength. Selah!

✍️ PsalmistFaith

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