Old Post III
Psalm 2 1/2 (Months).
Lo, despair is my name
Hunger and Gas stalk me like hungry jackals.
They stalk me in the silence of the night.
Will my wailing bring help,
Will my cries bring me salvation.
I am like a Voice, crying in the Nursery.

The Lord is my salvation, and shall send help.
When I call His name, He sends me a saviour.
In the shadow of the nightlight he comes.

Selah

He will bear me upon strong arms to the kitchen.
There the bottle heats,
There the soft cooing voice comforts.
And yet I cry.
Hunger gnaws my belly like a ravening beast.
The bottle is near, but does not fill me yet.
And yet I cry.

Then I taste the sweet liquid mana.
He leads me beside streams of formula, and lo, I am quenched.
The Lord is good, and merciful are His ways.
I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever,
And trust in His name always.

At least for three more hours.