how soon we reach
the end of what we know
and how deep
faith continues to grow
Poem from October 2014
Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness:
thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress;
have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.
Psalm 4: 1
music and then
the music of silence
As I worked on this morning’s post, From Psalm 25, I thought again about the wonderful vocabulary list that can be created from the Psalms. For our series in 2020, I quoted from the King James Version. Over the years, I have read from different Bible translations.
“Unto thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul.”
An old haiku:
Deep calleth unto deep *
filling my heart with hope
greater than my mind
* The first line of my poem is from Psalm 42: 7 (KJV).
Unto thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul.
Remember, O LORD,
thy tender mercies and thy lovingkindnesses;
for they have been ever of old.
Psalm 25: 1, 6
than the gravestones
The small cemeteries by the country roads are maintained with care.
My poem was published by Time Of Singing Summer 2012.