Michal’s Lament

I am the luckiest woman in the land

For this young man David has won my hand

He is indeed the apple of every lady's eye

Since he caused the Philistines to flee and Goliath to die

I dreamed of living in the Palace and my husband one day being king

But my father is so full of hatred for him I know not what tomorrow brings

My husband may be home tonight or I could be in mourning by daybreak

This fighting between my husband and father—I don’t know how much to take

I dreamed David would rescue me and come for me after all

Now my dreams are dead my head is hung low as I am sure to fall

I have been abandoned by all of those that I love believing they felt the same

Now I see I am worth nothing to them- I am simply a pawn in their game

Look at him dancing before everyone —make a fool of himself before all to see

The faith in the God of Israel, this ark of gold, does he think this is how to be?

My heart has grown cold toward them all—everything I had is long gone

I have resolved to make them all pay, the pain inside has robbed my life of song.

© 2012 Heather Green