psalm.

I don't feel like it.

And it's so hard to.

When hope is dim and mountains loom.

And when I fall and stumble in the darkness.

But though I am weak,

I will lift my hands and my heart,

And praise You.

Hear my cry, Lord,

And answer me.

Though my cup is dry,

I still praise You, my Lord.

For You are God.

. Selah .