Psalm 42
song about who judges
Lord, I hope
My enemies never
Have another good
Day
Which is why
It’s good that I don’t
Judge with divine
Power but
Leave that up to
You
It’s your job
You do it perfectly
Psalm 41
steward’s song
You are God
Female and male
You are king
I am servant
And for work
I am steward
We are bound
Guardians and
Keepers
Whose lord
Returns one day
To take an
Accounting
What was made
And shared
For what we’ve
Possessed
Earth-infancy
Psalm 40
song about the mind of God
Lord, we think we know
You—and we don’t
Otherwise, everything we
Do would be waged in
Love
Psalm 39
a psalm of lament
Why must we kill each
Other, Lord? Why is
Cain more of an
Example than a single
Lesson?
Your word tells us to
Love; yet you have
Commanded war, I
Know—does war work
When you are its
General?
We kill each other in
Small ways as well
In kindness withheld,
All respect scorned,
And in quotidian
Wounding that will not
Subside, such is our
Wayward will
And lack of empathy
Keep showing us the
Better way, O Lord
And when we must be
Brutal, let us yield
The field to your
Strategy and control
Psalm 38
a morning song
A normal day, at last
Blue sky and green leaves
The air is cool
Ablutions and then coffee
I sit here
Bird-song is low
Maybe birds are taking
Time to let this day
Herald itself
I sit here
With a cool current on
My back and liquid warmth
Close by: you give me
This peace, dear Lord
And my heart
Only begins, with what
Capacity it has,
To thank you
Psalm 37
a song of earthly rendering
When news is so bad
Coupled with lack of opportunity
Everything is weighted down, dear Lord
I don’t know how to make it better
To see it better
To feel it better
Please, what shall I do
In past work, we see
That you are there
That you follow us through mountain passes
Over peaks
And in valleys so blinding in fog over the way
That we could be underneath earth as well as above
You bring us home, dear Lord
And are with us in safety
Or in peril
Calm our fears so that we might enjoy some relaxation in peace
Some soft moments in our day
Some mercy on the way
Let your justice prevail, O Lord, so much better than ours
May your help be plentiful
Your presence touchable
If only upon
The surface of our spirits
Because we can keep it dense and difficult
To allow you further in
Pardon me and be with me
Even when I am poor in realizing you
Psalm 36
song out of poverty
I would sing to you
But my throat is raw
I would give to the poor
Except that I am one
What may I do for you
When I have nothing to share?
Well, I am something, I guess
Even in the vacuum
Of offering
Something in my design
You liked in making me
And sustaining me thus far
I guess I do have
One more thing to give
Psalm 32
a song before repentance
I should be truer to you
And stay that way
Learning more about you
Fulfilling my awareness
Of how your love
The world
Psalm 33
a song of anxious supplication
Forgive me when I fail
Strengthen me
Take my hollow parts
To fill them with truth
And better cause
Love
Not so much for reward
As for peace
If peace comes with it
Finally, please
I’ll have
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