PS 77

Thoughts on days gone by
For me they are most painful 
In this dry season

Will they be returned
As pleasant memories soon
When I take my trip?

Why remain in pain
When all that remains is you?
Weight will be lifted

I can see it now
Rejoicing in days gone by
For you were/are with me

Your ways are holy
You, LORD, perform miracles
I'm in need of one

Please whisk me away
When The Starry Night is here
And I am in place

I ask directly
Though I recall "either way"
And honor that choice

You are perfect God 
I know that your plan is good
And you guide my hand

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