According to the Legends

At times it seems the shepherd’s deaf or far away and in the dark.

That’s when we feel the most bereft. Of light, we can’t perceive a spark.


The legends say we were a vine brought from afar and planted here.

Initially we grew and thrived, protected, nourished and held dear.


Of late we find we’re on our own. Walls broken down, so raiders roam.

The old folks spoke of “way back when.” We’d like to feel that way again. 


Do for us what was done before. Back when they had enough, and more. 

We’d like to know you’re on our side to do our will and give us life.


So shine your face and make us safe. Have mercy on our helpless plight.

If not, your reputation’s shot and no one will believe in God. 


Image:  Kristen Sturdivant on Unsplash 

Source:   Psalm 80:1-2 & 8-19

Text:   David Alexander, 2020 CC BY-SA NC-ND 4.0

Tune:   Arizona, Public Domain

Score:  Used by Permission

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