Psalm 49
I’m not going to lie: October has not been good to me. I don’t mean that in a “man, I wish I had taken more time to write” kind of way, but in a “man, a lot of the events of the last few weeks have sucked HARD” kind of way. So there’s that.
I’m still here. And I was reminded recently that when working on something, despite the little voice that tells you doing less than you’d like is worse than doing nothing, that’s not true: some is better than none.
So here is my precious little some for the time being. It is only one Psalm further along than I was when I was last here, but I enjoyed it, and that’s the whole deal. (Also, I promise I’m not going to post one Psalm at a time through the end of the book.)
Enjoy!
Hear
all the world,
low and high
rich and poor
speak words of wisdom.
My heart
will
open my
fear
when iniquity surrounds me
in
the multitude—
give God a ransom
For
no payment is ever enough,
That he
should not see.
wise men die;
the senseless perish,
their wealth
doesn’t endure.
like the animals.
Selah.
Death
dominion
decay.
But God
will receive me.
be afraid
to
see
without understanding,
like the animals.
(As always, sticking with the World English Bible)
