Shepherd Sonnet
Psalm 23
A psalm of David.
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.
In the midst of life, the sudden dark
to overtake our cosiness, our rosy
hopes. The unexpected snakes devour
these flimsy ladders that we pick and park
for quick ascents to happiness. Who knows, we
might today be falling, calling to our
Lord to hear us, hold us, help us, fold us
firmly, gently in his unprotected arms
that welcomed even cruel nails to meet
the cost of shepherding the likes of us;
or wandering, wondering if he calms
the daytime heat, the struggles of the street?
You fill my cup with hope again: indeed
I find, with you, I’ve everything I need.
Pray
Today,
may my companions also find green grass,
fresh water, new hope, and the presence of God
with whom night shines bright as day. Amen.
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