"I Got Soul But I'm Not A Soldier"

Pieces from Psalm 69:

"Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. I am weary of my crying: my throuat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God...

...O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee...shame hath covered my face...

...My prayer is unto thee, O LORD, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy hear me, in the truth of thy salvation...

...Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters. Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me. Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

And hide not thy face...for I am in trouble: hear me speedily. Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me...

...Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour...Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness...

...I am poor and sorrowful...I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving...

...For the LORD heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners."

It's like I am asking God, "When there's nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son?"

And He answers, "If you can hold on, hold on."