 And suddenly, Psalm 18, verse 6 popped to mind. In my distress, I called out to the Lord. I cried to my God for help. Well, being one who takes the Bible literally, God was telling me here to cry out to him. And so, lying in bed on my side and facing the wall, I cried out every Bible promise I could think of. I screamed them, hoping that my helper would hear me. Lord!