What Doest Ye Not Want Me To Be? Poem by devon da poet

What doest ye not want me to be? Why doest thou toil so much against thee?
What’s in thee that thou hath seen? What hath made ye so tense?
O Lord, my refuge, lay a mighty rock over thine head. Protect thee o Lord.
Hide thee from the rain, bring thee into a house of dwelling.
What doest ye not want me to be? Have ye seen might and greatness and honour?
Have ye seen thee being exalted? Have ye seen success in thine name?
O lord, be thy guiding light and armor, for thou has planned to smite thee.
Protect thee in thy going out and coming in.
Give thee joy in thy whipping and peace in thy afflictions, for I’ve been thorned, o Lord.
Lord, open the eyes of thy spirit. Let thou see who hast plotted against thee.
Lord show unto thee thy friends from thy foes.
Teach thee how to overcome thy sores.
O, lessen my burden, o Lord. Or even reveal this unto thee.
The other side hath fury in thine eyes.
What doest ye not want me to be?