Cruel Fate — Remembering Hannah
Who designs destiny?
Who appoints an end?
Who seals fate?
Is the Divine wroth?
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I’m anguished
Psalms of grief my song
Impoverished!
Sighs amid my thoughts
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Oh that God were seen
Would that The Eternal I see
Then my heart on him I’d pour
My wrath in him would shore
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In serving I serve
In loving, don’t swerve
Yet I’m embittered
By my maker, battered!
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Nothing I deserved got I
Wish I could hide from God’s eye
By him I feel smitten
My spirit indeed sunken
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My desires are simple
I admire no evil
Still, of them I’m denied
Deprived of life’s good
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I asked and got none
I sought and found none
Knocked and heard none
The Omnipotent heard me not
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I’m unloved
Pitied by all
No one would know
How broken I’ve become
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I cried my fountains dry
Whispered my thoughts each night
Yet a word he wouldn’t say
He’s not moved by tears, they say
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If there indeed is fate
Such a thing as destiny
Its ratifier is unkind
For mine is cruel fate
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Hannah Elkanah’s diary
Event: Pen’s 2nd naming ceremony
Time: 5:37pm
Mood: Sad
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