Flatland Living

When life is boring, dry and flat, I look for elevation.

Depression threatens ev’ry step. Horizons lack elation.


If any help is to be found, it won’t come down from mountains.

No spirit yearns; no passion burns; I need refreshing fountains. 


My footing slips; the landscape dips. I need a steady keeper.

No slumberer should be on watch and, even less, a sleeper.


Protection from the sun at noon and from all nighttime terrors, 

is needed here for evil’s near, and I am prone to errors.


Photo:  by Agnieszka M on Unsplash

Source: Psalm 121

Text: © David Alexander, 2020

Tune: Barbara Allen, Public Domain

Score: https://www.free-scores.com/download-sheet-music.php?pdf=63001

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