The Wells of Salvation

From my morning reading in Isaiah 12:

You will say in that day: "I will give thanks to you, O Lord, for though you were angry with me, your anger turned away, that you might comfort me. Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation."

With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation. And you will say in that day: "Give thanks to the Lord, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the peoples, proclaim that his name is exalted. Sing praises to the Lord, for he has done gloriously; let this be made known in all the earth. Shout, and sing for joy, O inhabitant of Zion, for great in your midst is the Holy One of Israel."

Lord, hasten the day in which your people live joyfully out of the abundance of your salvation. Lord, I am parched right now; I feel as though my soul is shriveling up under the heat of this trial. Forgive me for believing that your salvation is not satisfying, sufficient, or sustaining. Forgive me for seeking my satisfaction, my sufficiency, and my sustenance in myself. I know that I am peering into the well of salvation, but I cannot drink. I know the gift of God, and I know who Christ is. So I ask, like the woman at the well, "Sir, give me this water, so that I will not be thirsty or have to come here to draw water."

Be near me in my confusion. Reveal to me that part of my sadness that is a holy grief for sin, that part which is a "blameless" articulation of pain, and that which is a sinful expression of wrong priorities. I feel too overwhelmed to even sort it out, Lord. I believe, help my unbelief!