O Lord, Why Have You Forsaken Me?

A Soul's Cry to the Almighty

O Lord, I called Your name in prayer,
“I am with you” You answered there!
You lit the truths concealed from sight,
And chased my sorrows with Your light.
You never gave me gifts too small,
Nor found me guilty, once at all!

Upon a barren, fruitless land,
You made my harvest rise by Your hand!
Before a seed had sprouted green,
My name upon its fate was seen.
An unbending faith within my soul,
You moulded firm and made me whole!

A mind untroubled, a smiling face,
Kind words that never wound or disgrace;
A tireless heart to serve mankind,
With patience, love, and peace of mind.
You gave me strength to rise above,
And drive away all pain with love!

When my heart grieved, You grieved with me,
When tears filled my eyes, You wept with me.
You ran ahead before my cry,
And paved my path beneath the sky.
Your smiling face shed rays of grace,
And bloomed a smile upon my face!

You blessed me with a wisdom rare,
And taught me truths beyond compare.
The works of my hands, once plain and small,
You made them wondrous, great, and tall!
I drowned in Your compassion deep,
Yet You made me stand, a mountain steep!

When I sought You not, You came to me,
And showered Your grace abundantly.
When I sought no chance, no door, no way,
You brought me opportunities each day.
You made the impossible come true,
And joined the paths I never knew!

A soul unvalued in this world,
By You was honoured, raised, and heard!
To praise Your name, my heart You stirred,
And filled my mind with hymns unheard.
You placed within my heart Your praise,
To sing Your glory all my days!

The memories You etched within my heart,
Became sweet songs of Your divine art.
The poems that blossomed deep inside,
Were born through You, my Lord, my guide!

Yet why, O Lord, in these dark days,
Have You withdrawn Your loving rays?
Where is the grace that held me tight,
And bore me through the darkest night?
Where is the love, more than a mother's care,
That once embraced me everywhere?

Though I cry aloud with all my might,
Though I howl like a dog in fright,
Though lost and helpless, I stand alone,
Will You not turn to hear my moan?

I cried and cried till strength was gone,
A lake of tears, I have become.
I waited till my eyes grew sore,
Still wandering, grieving evermore!

You hid Your grace beyond my reach,
A lesson I could never teach.
You closed Your ears against my plea,
As though my cries were not for Thee!

I lie in emptiness, forsaken,
By those whose hearts with hate are taken.
You see my shame, my lowly state,
Yet why, O Lord, remain in hate?

You know my plight, my every thought,
The pain within, the battles fought.
You know my heart, my every plea,
Yet why so sternly turn from me?

You placed my faults before my eyes,
My sins revealed, no room for lies.
You let my tongue's harsh words decide,
And left me judged, with none beside!

A simple soul, who cannot speak,
A helpless heart, so frail and weak.
You found in me a flaw so deep,
And took Your love, while I must weep!

Before my eyes, so many kneel
To lifeless idols, made of steel.
The sights I see stir greed and desire,
Yet I forsake them, and seek You higher.
I come to You, Your feet embrace,
Yet You reject me, deny me grace!
Is this, O Lord, the righteous way,
To cast Your own beloved away?

If we forsake You, turn aside,
And follow where the world may guide,
Then justly You may leave us too—
But why have You forsaken us, who cling to You?

When I sought You not, You came to me,
When I sought You, You hid from me.
Your doors, once open, now are closed,
My every hope, my path, foreclosed!

Who else but You can be my stay?
Where else can I find a refuge, pray?
I see no soul to bear my plight,
No shelter from this endless night!

My Father, Mother, Lord divine,
Why does Your wrath still fall on mine?
You made me wondrous, strange, and new,
Yet why let all my dreams fall through?

Like a rag, discarded on this earth,
I lost my dignity, my worth.
By human scorn and shame disgraced,
In cruel neglect, I am erased.
Do You not see this bitter plight?
Do You not witness my endless night?

They robbed me of my every possession,
Drained my blood without concession.
They stripped my clothes and mocked my shame,
Stole my rights, erased my name!

Like a broken pot, I lie in dust,
Discarded, worthless, without trust.
No hand will use me, none will care—
Do You not know the plight I bear?
O Lord, my Master, will You stay
In silence, while I waste away?

Corruption reigns on every side,
Bribes and deceit in shadows hide.
Justice fades, and truth is gone,
While love and honesty are trampled on!

They seized my land, my rightful claim,
Denied my worth, destroyed my name.
They rob for gain, their greed their guide,
And join their hands, with none beside!

They drove me out, beneath their feet,
And shut each door, denied a seat.
Yet stripped of pride, of honour, too,
I followed them, as though I knew
That even in disgrace and pain,
I must pursue their path again!