A Psalm for Anxiety


Sometimes it feels like Jesus entered my heart and fell asleep in its bow. My feet fail, the waters rise, and my mouth opens to yell for help.

save me, O God!

   for the waters have come up to my neck

Water enters and sloshes over teeth and tonsils; I push my chin into the air to find clean breaths.

i sink in deep mire,

   where there is no foothold

I am being submerged into the waters roaring around me.

i have come into deep waters,

   and the flood sweeps over me

Panic. Jesus is asleep.

i am weary with my crying out;

my throat is parched

Waves the sound of chariots trample me; pounding against my mind one hoof after another. I sink—hands pulling my ankles, enemies getting closer. I am ripped by riptides and broken by breakers.

my eyes grow dim

   with waiting for my God

My eyes closed, Jesus wakes up. We are under water; the sloshes of my heart beat must be deafening for them. Why is he calm?

“peace! be still!”

moses held his staff over the water and it split

The breakers still and the riptides wash away. My eyes closed, I feel the weight of the water but not the crush of it.

The waves begin to split. My feet touch solid ground, the water subsides to my right, to my left. The impending hoofbeats stop. They are drowned by calmness, by clear air and breathing lungs.

and God separated the waters above from the waters below.

”In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”

A hand gently supports the back of my neck and lifts me up and out of the water. Light splays in a thousand directions; my face shines.

I will praise the name of God with a song;

   I will magnify him with thanksgiving.


(repeat as needed)