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Psalm 69 — Drained and Dry
A Ballad
My God, You know my foolishness,
You know my every sin,
You see each time I slip and fall,
You cheer each time I win.
The tides have overwhelmed my soul
And knocked me off my feet.
My tears have left me drained and dry:
Oh God, won’t You save me?
I am a stranger to my kin,
And they won’t speak my name.
I have become an alien;
They spurn me for my shame.
I have become a drunkards’ song,
A cautionary tale.
The gentry sit on high and judge,
Foreseeing I will fail.
The tides have overwhelmed my soul
And knocked me off my feet.
My tears have left me drained and dry:
Oh God, won’t You save me?
My God, You know my foolishness,
You know my every sin,
You see each time I slip and fall,
You cheer each time I win.
Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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