crying out to thee

In the depths of my affliction,I cried out to thee, yah, my life, my body beset by infirmity my frame is frail, my bones shattered like glass, my hopes extinguished, like embers reduced to ash. my body's ablaze, a pure of pains and distress, my blood seethes with fervor, a cauldrons of unrest. I beseech thee, yah, to revitalize my mortal coil, To imbues me with vigor, and makes my heart whole. Though my spirit remains unbroken,my flesh is weak, A fragile vessel, battered by life's turbulent shrieks. oh, yah, hear my supplication,and wipe away my tears, purify my transgressions,and calm my doubt and fears. In this darkest hour, I implore thee, do not turn away, hear my plea, yah, and illuminate my path, come what may, for in thy presence, I find salace, a refuge from life's Storm, A sanctuary of peace, where my weary soul can form.