The Psalms have inspired many poems over the seasons and years. I read them for strength, hope, love, and the beauty of language.
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reading Psalms
in the sunroom
fragrance of daffodils
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P romises of
S erenity
A nd
L ove
M editations and
S trength
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rereading Psalms
colors of leaves
a deeper gold
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I wonder how many poems
the trees have given to me
as I pray the Psalms
and read poems by poets
written over so much time
that passes too soon
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clouds with some blue
outside my study window
some days God seems so clear
other days I must dwell more deeply
in my reading of the Psalms
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praying the Psalms . . .
other times and places
cross my mind
and I am blessed
by God’s love
and care
once again
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Thy statutes have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54 (KJV)
Ellen Grace Olinger