These words from a shepherd boy who became a king among his people...

"When I kept silent, I was roaring within continuously.

In silence was I stressed; the Lord’s hand was heavy upon me.

I considered my sin, and ruefully, as I thought to myself, more were uncovered in my mind that I had not acknowledged prior.

I vowed to myself and God that those awful acts had power over me no more.

What was the result?

The Lord’s plentiful forgiveness covered every part of it, from the most terrible to even the least of piddling trifles."

-an ancient shepherd boy who became a king among his people. 

Psalm 31 "my own story" edit.

Woe devoured the eye, the soul and the belly.

Life and years in grievance and bitter wonder!

I worked at that grinding wheel of self-destruction until my endurance waned, and it ate at my foundations.

But I trusted in God, and God loved me.

 

My enemies reproved me among my neighbors, and my neighbors were afraid I would notice them avoiding me.

Dead, to some, and wished forgotten to others, my vessel was broken.

Slanderous and fearful counsel contrived designs of my destruction.

But I trusted in God, and God loved me.

 

When I called upon Him, my shame disappeared, and later I would witness touches of that long-relinquished shame among the proud and contemptuous.

God’s presence was a secret to the pride of man, but I was allowed into that Inner Citadel.

Because I trust in God, and God loves me. 

Mine's own variation of Psalm 31 tailored to some earlier things, or should I say, middle things, when salvation was only a nugget and I was yet to understand how to become saved in the Jesus Christ.