The Psalm of a King
The dragons are too many
And I am weary.
Obstructionists tie ropes
To my ankles
And believe they are right.
Betrayers rally men
Against me
And believe they are right.
Tiny men like mosquitoes
Suck my blood
And believe they are right.
Those who love me
Point at every danger and difficulty
And believe they are helping.
The dragons are too many, Lord,
And I am weary.
And alone.
Roy H. Williams
September 8, 2013