Monday, June 7, 2010

Psalm 90

I have no father the earth said
wearing a storm on his lips.
The mountains cry
I know no mother; no body
has ever known me.


My grass is all withered, for the sun
did not relent his shining.

Has the earth said I have no father;
does he carry a storm in his mouth?
Do the mountains cry
I know no mother; no body
has ever known me?


The work of my hands is all faded.
I put out the sun and all splendor sunk with him.

The earth did not disown his own father—
I put the storm in his mouth.
the mountains sing—
they echoed I know no mother, but I know now
the One who ever has known me.