O Lord, hear my prayer, and let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in trouble. Turn your ear toward me. Answer me quickly when I call. My days disappear like smoke. My bones burn like hot coals. My heart is beaten down and withered like grass... My days are like a shadow that is getting longer, and I wither away like grass. But you, O Lord, remain forever. You are remembered throughout every generation. He will turn his attention to the prayers of those who have been abandoned. He will not despise their prayers. (Psalm 102:1-4, 11, 12, 17 GWT) Are you destitute of hope? Are you at a place of brokenness? The Lord hears and answers honest prayer. ©Word-Strong_2013