Psalm 27
(a
song of immortality)
The fruit of the womb,
children are
the heritage
who shall speak for us -
arrows of eternity.
Happy we, whose quiver is full.
Psalm # 144
(a song of
siblings)
Happy the people
and blest, whose sons in their
youth
are like plants full grown;
whose daughters like veined
marble,
are polished for palaces.
Psalm #45
(a song
for a young bride)
Hearken O daughter,
All thy garments
smell of myrrh,
cassia, aloes,
thy raiment of needlework,
thy
clothing is of wrought gold.
Psalm #21
(a song of life
giving)
He asked life of thee
and thou gavest it to
him,
even length of days
Thou, the desire of his heart,
fill
the request of his lips.
Psalm #17
( a love
song)
Wouldst thou try my heart?
Incline thine ear, hear my
words,
visit me by night.
Keep me apple of thine eye
in the
shadow of thy wings.
Psalm #63
(a song of
desire)
My soul thirsts for thee
and my flesh longeth for
thee.
My lips are joyful
in a dry and thirsty land
where no
other water is.
Psalm #12
(a song of truth and
falsehood)
Falsehoods are spoken
with double hearts, double
tongues
and flattering lips.
True words are as silver, pure,
sintered, seven times refined.
Psalm #11
(a Valentine`s
Day warning)
Flee, take refuge, flee
like a bird to the
mountains.
Evil bends his bow.
Arrows fitted to the string
Shot in the dark, to the heart.
Psalm #92
(a
boast)
My horn shall exult
like the horn of unicorn.
Anointed with oil,
righteous, fat and flourishing,
bringing forth
fruit in old age.
Psalm #38
(song for a loathsome
disease)
Cause I was foolish
there`s no soundness in my
flesh.
Wounds corrupt, I stink.
Loins filled with loathsome
disease,
lovers aloof from my sores.
Psalm #22
(a
song of desertion)
I call night and day.
Why hast thou
forsaken me?
Words of my groaning;
my heart, like wax, melts
within
and I pour out, like water.
Psalm #31
(a
swan song)
My soul, my belly,
and mine eye consumed with
grief.
My life wastes away.
I sorrow, sigh, faint, die, and
to
thee commit my spirit.
Psalm #88
(a song of deep
depression)
Cast in deepest pit,
like the slain that lie in
graves,
free among the dead.
Lover and friend far from me,
acquaintances in darkness.
Psalm #116
(a basis for
love)
Trouble and sorrow,
death`s anguish encompassed
me,
pains of hell took hold.
Then I called, beseeched,
believed.
Because I was heard, I loved.
Psalm #31
(a swan song)
My soul, my belly,
and mine eye consumed with
grief.
My life wastes away.
I sorrow, sigh, faint, die, and
to
thee commit my spirit.
Psalm #25
(a song of tender lovingkindness)
In thee I trusted.
Recall
not my transgressions
or sins of my youth.
Tender, tender thy
mercy.
Loving kindness, shield my shame.
Psalm # 139
(a song of omnipresent love)
Whither shall I go ?
Whither,
whither shall I flee ?
Should I ascend to
heaven on wings of
morning,
or go to hell, thou art there.
Psalm #73
(compassionate love)
Foolish, ignorant,
when my soul was
embittered
and my heart hasty
I was a beast unto thee.
None-the-less you held my hand.
Psalm #81
(a song of a
tryst)
Your voice in trouble
was a voice I had not
known,
so I came to thee.
I proved you at the waters,
answered
in a secret place.
Psalm #27
(a song of ups and
downs)
Light, light up thy face.
Put me not down in
anger,
for thou art my help.
Leave me not, forsake me not,
take me up, or I fall faint.
Psalm 23
(a song of true
love)
Led by still waters,
refreshed in the green
pastures,
rightful soul restored.
Though I walk through death`s
valley
I fear naught - thou art with me.
Psalm #138
( a song of comfort)
In the day when I cried,
thou
strengthenedst me with strength,
thou answeredst me.
Though I
walk amidst trouble,
thou wilt save me, revive me.
Psalm #23
(a song of demanding love)
Prepare my table!
Then annoint my head with oil!
Overfill my cup!
Surely goodness
and mercy
will follow all my days.
THOUGH I SPEAK WITH TONGUES,
tongues of men and angels;
if I have
not love,
I am as a sounding brass
or teeny tinkling
cymbal.
THOUGH I AM GIFTED
mystic, prophet, genius,
man of
stoic faith,
remover of the mountains,
without love - I am
nothing.
LOVE SUFFERETH LONG
envieth not, vaunteth not,
thinketh no evil.
Bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all
things, endures all things.
LOVE NEVER FAILETH
prophecies fail,
tongues shall cease,
knowledge fade away.
For we prophecy in
part
waiting for the perfect day.
ONCE I WAS A CHILD
spoke
and thought and understood
as a little child,
but, when I became a
man
childish things were put away.
NOW WE FAINTLY SEE
through a glass - dimly, darkly,
but then - face to face.
Now I
know in part, knowing
I shall know as I am known.
NOW ABIDETH
THREE
just three, faith and hope and love.
Above all is
love.