Parched Land. Based on Psalms 143

Описание: Hear me, don’t turn away
My cry’s scraping bottom
Faithfulness—answer, righteousness—don’t delay
Don’t drag me to court, I’m already guilty
No breathing thing stands clean in your light

I stretch these empty hands
Soul cracks open like cracked earth
Thirsting—dying slow—for you
Like land that forgot what rain feels like
(Parched land… parched land…)

Enemy’s boots on my neck
Crushed flat, ground into dirt
Locked in black, like graves that forgot to close
Long-dead company, breathing dust
Spirit folding in on itself
Heart a hollow room echoing nothing

I stretch these empty hands
Soul cracks open like cracked earth
Thirsting—dying slow—for you
Like land that forgot what rain feels like
(Parched land… parched land…)

I claw back through old days
Replay your moves, your heavy hands at work
Meditate till the memory burns
But now—speed, answer fast
Spirit’s guttering out
Don’t hide your face
Or I’m just another down the pit
One more shadow swallowed

Morning—let your mercy hit like light
I trust, barely, but it’s there
Show the road, any road
I’m lifting what’s left of me to you
Pull me from the hunters
I ran to your shadow for cover

I stretch these empty hands
Soul cracks open like cracked earth
Thirsting—dying slow—for you
Like land that forgot what rain feels like
(Parched land… parched land…)

Teach me your will—I’m blind to it
Your Spirit drag me to level ground
For your name, keep this wreck breathing
In your justice haul my soul from the hole
Steadfast love—finish my enemies
Cut them down
I’m your servant… still
(Parched land… waiting)