Remind me of David's Desperate Pleas, Please

Have you ever noticed the order of the 43^rd psalm? I think it's a wonderful model of prayer when we are struggling. 

Before you read the psalm, picture a desperate man. Covered in the armor of a King, he also wears the dirt, sweat, and blood left from his recent battle. He expected admiration and gratefulness after defeating the marauders, but has instead found his life at risk among once-trusted friends and advisors. Though he's royalty, he is on his knees before the throne of His Maker. You've heard the phrase, "Prepare to meet your maker." He's thinking this might be it. Humiliated and burdened, he pleads to the only ONE who can do anything about the horrifying events that have just unfolded in his world. 

Save me!!! This is serious! Where are You? Can You hear me? This is too much!!

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my case against an ungodly nation;
O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man!
For You are the God of my strength; why have You rejected me?
Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

I know You are and have the answer, Lord! Please show me!

O send out Your light and Your truth, let them lead me;
Let them bring me to Your holy hill
And to Your dwelling places.
Then I will go to the altar of God,
To God my exceeding joy;
And upon the lyre I shall praise You, O God, my God.

Come on, soul! Put your trust fully in God, your faithful helper!

Why are you in despair, O my soul?
And why are you disturbed within me?
Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him,
The help of my countenance and my God.

Mighty Abba, I feel so overwhelmed (sometimes / right now / constantly it seems).I know you see my plight, and all the details involved. Still, sometimes it feels like You aren’t there, or don’t care, or that maybe I’ve done something to stress our relationship. I know, mentally, that Jesus is the answer to everything, that He completes me, and can take care of my every need. Still, I find it so hard to believe truth when emotions rage and circumstances seem Goliath-sized. Remind me to stand on truth. Give me courage to stand (or kneel) when I don’t have a clue what else to do. Remind me daily that I can choose to hope in You, to burrow deeply into Christ Jesus, to trust You for help. To myself, I say, “Get in gear, girl! Hope in the only One who is forever faithful, who has been with You through good and bad times. He is trustworthy! Hope again in HIM!” And, even though I'm still struggling, I am grateful Father, that You love me so well and give me hope time and time again. My struggles are meant for good, are beneficial for training, and will NOT last forever. Give me eyes to see glimpses of heaven, my homeland. In Jesus’ name…