On the ninth day of separation, my heart feels the ache,
Yearning for your presence, for love’s sweet embrace.
But in this void, I turn to Psalms, chapter nine,
Seeking solace and strength, a sacred lifeline.

Psalm Nine, a refuge for my soul’s weary plight,
A hymn of praise and deliverance, shining bright.
In verses and stanzas, I find solace and peace,
As the words of David’s psalm, my turmoil release.

In the ninth day of separation, I find solace in prayer,
Communing with the divine, casting away despair.
I pour out my heart, my hopes, and my fears,
Trusting that God’s presence will dry every tear.

For in this sacred passage, I discover great hope,
A reminder of God’s faithfulness, an endless scope.
Though the days may feel long, and distance prevails,
I find comfort in Psalms, as faith never fails.

With each verse, I’m reminded of love’s enduring flame,
A bond that transcends the physical, beyond any claim.
On this ninth day of separation, I lift my praise voice,
Drawing strength from Psalms, knowing love’s choice.

So, I hold onto faith, as the days pass by,
With Psalms nine as my anchor, I reach for the sky.
In the embrace of prayer, we’ll soon be as one,
On this ninth day of separation, till the reunion is done.