Psalm 56

Verse 8...
    You have kept count of my tossings;
        put my tears in Your bottle.
        Are they not in Your book?

O Father, though no one else may ever witness these tears, You catch every one. O Loving Shepherd, You know the deep emotions of sorrow, loneliness, wordless anguish. O Comforter, You  helps me in my weakness. I do not know what to pray for as I ought, but You intercede for me with groanings too deep for words.

 

My Wordless Prayer by Pamela Martin

My words lie still and lifeless as dust upon the sand,
I can no longer voice one request or one demand,
My cup of tears is empty, I can no longer cry,
My lips have fallen silent, my prayer is but a sigh.

Spirit come and rest Your ear upon my heart,
O come and hear my wordless prayer,
My silent plea, and take them far away from me.
Take them from this heart of mine
To the Father's heart divine,
Speak in tones unknown to man

That God may hear and understand.

My voice is weak from calling to You both night and day.
How long will You be silent? Why do You turn away?

Spirit, come and rest Your ear upon my heart;
Come and hear my wordless prayer,
My silent plea, and take them far away from me.
Take them from this heart of mine to the Father's heart divine.
Speak in tones unknown to man

That God may hear and understand.

(Beautiful setting here by Craig Courtney)