(for james dean, born today 78 years ago)
de profundis
voce mea
ad Dominum
out of the depths
i cry
unto the Holy One
hear my complaint
consider well
my supplication.
i flee, i wait
on Thee to free
my soul
from prison
and give
me freedom
to live
in the land
of the living
to give
You thanks
and praise Your name
in the company
and way
of all righteousness
for You have brought me low.
i am
free among the dead
so
out of the deep
and depths
i cry
cry
de profundis
voce mea ad Dominum
unto my Lord
the Holy One.
[february 8 2009
read Psalms 130, 142 and maybe 88 (v5)]
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