Written Nov. 2017
In this crazy world where everything good and true is being turned on its head—reversed—such that up is now down, evil is now good, white is now black, and most humans are getting caught up and swept along in this tidal wave of psychotic madness, the only place I can find sanity is in the Word of Elohim—the Bible. This psalm is written with these things in my mind.
O how love I Thy Word…
My morning manna it has been,
Since I was a tender sprig.
Early I seek Your face before the sun shows its face.
Each morning your Light ignites my pilot light
Guiding my steps in Your way through my day.
In Your Word I daily cleanse my soul—
Washing my brain in Your river of life.
My filth is purged, my eyes widened to the Light.
A ladder to heaven is Your word
Showing me the upward way,
My heavenly destination it unveils.
Without a compass, most are wandering where?
Lured by the sirens’ song into the Dead Sea’s abyss,
To the lake of fire they naively slide,
Blind and giggling as they plummet.
But your Word keeps my foot firm and sure—
My destiny map to the olam haba,
Ascending Jacob’s ladder to Your renewed city from above.
Each has their lustful heart wrapped around.
Slaving hard to obtain—
A thirst impossible to quench.
But as for me, I grip your Word.
More precious it is to me than much gold!
In this ruined garden called the world,
Your Word lifts my eyes above this pallid plane.
Over the ambit I see Your heavenly paradise just ahead.
Joyfully I launch into the outer space of your Word,
I dive into the Bible’s bottomless depths.
Your Word is a universe of sunken treasure awaiting my discovery.
Breaststroking through the effluence of this world,
Crawling like a slug, beating the water, arms raising…falling,
I will never surrender.
Though icy fingers pull me down to sheol,
The crystal waters of your word well up,
Warm and icy all at once, they transport me.
Comforting and invigorating to the deepest cell,
I am refreshed and made alive.
Your word makes me buoyant lifting me heavenward like a rocket.