Psalm 19

-A Psalm of David for the Director of all music.

Stars. They spin and wink,
Dazzling caretakers
White and blue & light, poised in heaven
Marking seasons, days, yearns
They and galaxies after them
Broadcast God’s gravity.
Open skies, broken clouds
Sunsets, sunrises
Voice His handiwork

Sunset, sunrise, sunset and awakens
Exhibit His knowledge
No dialect resides or hides from that voice
The white noise of God.
A sound seeping through holes in a broken world.

Poised by stars is sun, beneath a heavenly tent
He is a bridegroom proceeding
He is a champion running course
A river coming forth
from Dawn’s starting line ’till Dusk’s finish
He will not diminish, He will heat all.

Law–the Lord’s–consummates ALL
Rekindling fire, our soul
His statues sound
Humbling wise to ground and soil and stone.
Edict of our King right
Wrong hearts igniting delight
When God dictates,
Radiant light illuminates landscapes
Bestow sight.

Fear–of Him–Remains pure-
Standing tall forevermore
His ordinance, His ambience
Rightly so.

These more than gold
Sweet love and honey
Seized from fan combs
Each warning us
Each kept, great reward

Can you note His lapse?
Forgive my covert guilt.

Stay me from slayful meditations
Willful rebellion enslaves us all
By Your authority blame us banished
Vanishing as if it never was.

My words, reflections, mouth and heart
Are Yours and only Yours
May my affections, mirth impart
Your pleasure, Rock my Rescue.

Author: Lancelot Schaubert

Lancelot Schaubert has sold his written work to markets like The New Haven Review, McSweeney’s, The Poet’s Market, Writer’s Digest (magazine and books), Poker Pro, Encounter, The Misty Review, Carnival, Brink, and many other similar markets. He reinvented the photonovel through Cold Brewed and was commissioned by the Missouri Tourism Board to create a second photonovel — The Joplin Undercurrent — that both fictionalizes and enchants the history and culture of Joplin, Missouri. His work terraforms new worlds, tears the veil between the natural and supernatural, and jests with the paradoxes of classical metaphysics. When he’s not writing (or tinkering with cinema-ish narrative), he’s dabbling in dozens of different books, listening to people tell their life stories, camping, fishing, exploring unfamiliar territory (there’s a lot in New York), tinkering with new languages (Spanish, currently), exploring random disciplines like chemical engineering, as well as messing around with improv comedy (at UCB) and leisure de main and music. PLEASE SEND SOUP — he loves soup. Yes, even if it’s summer. Find him in Brooklyn, New York with his wife, Tara, and their attack spaniel, Echo.

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