Jutting Jetty

The Lent poem today is called "Affliction" by George Herbert, and is about battling depression, it seems; this is the fourth of five stanzas:

Oh, help, my God! let not their plot
                    Kill them and me,
                    And also thee,
Who art my life: dissolve the knot,
             As the sun scatters by his light
             All the rebellions of the night.

Have seen such beauty today - not just the sea at Milfontes, which was glorious, but driving across the lower Alentejo - the sunset in the wide skies above Ferreira do Alentejo was beyond beautiful... and the trompe-l'œil in a tiny chapel there, where the curator kissed us both on both cheeks...

The poem reminded me that, unlike in Sutton, I've not struggled with depression at all here yet... And I know a jetty jutting into water is commonplace, but just look at the colour of it, and the colour of the Mira River in the sunlight...