Imagine God's book of poetry, the Psalms, written as poems
- that rhyme
- that have a variety of metrical patterns
- that remain true to meaning of Scripture
- that help us hear God's voice in a new way
Jehovah, Thou searchest me deeply;
My nature dost Thou understand;
Whenever I sit, Thou ponderest it;
Whenever I rise, Thou dost realize
My thoughts and the deeds I have planned.
Jehovah's mine, my Shepherd divine;
No want will He fail to surpass;
He makes me dine, be filled, and recline
In pastures of tender, young grass.
The panting hart seeks most and first
For water-brooks, to quench its thirst,
Lest it should die;
So pants my soul, O God, for Thee
Who art the God of life to me:
Let me draw nigh
"I have been teaching the Psalms for more than thirty years, and yet, as I read through these poems, I found myself repeatedly stopping to reflect on things I had never considered before, and being blessed by that exercise."
--Dr. David Howard, Professor of Old Testament, Bethel Seminary, St. Paul, MN