I Must Cry to God in Distress
11 My days are like a lengthened shadow,
And I wither away like grass.
12 But You, O LORD, abide forever,
And Your name to all generations.
· “The greater our distress the more fervent should be our calling upon the Almighty.”
· “When God is seen to be angry, the comforts of this life are tasteless and can yield no pleasure.”