God Help Me!
By Tom D Blakely
Dear God please help me now I pray!
To get me through this awful day.
I’m weak in body, tired in mind
I’ve lost concern and feel unkind.
I know it is so terribly wrong
But all the love I had is gone.
I’ve no more fight to do what’s right.
I’m on a sickening dive; in terrible plight.
My witness now cannot contend, with circumstance,
Come quickly Lord, I need my Friend!
Meantime keep the world outside my door.
They must not see me on the floor.
Come Lord Jesus, Saviour, Friend,
Make this illness swiftly end.
Quell the storm and grant me peace
Lift up my eyes to see Your face.
The doubts and fears are almost gone.
Satan had me blinded, but I was not bound.
Lord in Your face I see victory,
Light, joy and liberty!
Open the door and let the world in
In weakness I will glorify Your name;
To tell the world that You are King
Yet stooped to help the weakest thing.
Thank You Jesus for every sore
That helps me love and trust You more.
‘And he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you,
for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”
[2 Corinthians 12:9]
Written in 1996 when I had an illness known as chronic fatique syndrome
which was compounded by posttraumatic stress and clinical depression.
I am sharing this very personal poem, in the hope that it may comfort
others who are suffering from debilitating illnesses.
I also pray that it will help fellow Christians be sensitive,
understanding and compassionate towards such sufferers.