A writer’s psalm

 

The Lord is my publisher, I lack nothing.

    He makes me lie in cozy studies,


he leads me beside quiet waters,

    he refreshes my soul.

He guides me along the right paths


    for his name’s sake.

 

Even though I walk


    through the valley of rejection,

I will fear no evil,


    for you are with me;

your commissions and reviews,


    they comfort me.

 

You prepare a table before me


    in the presence of my critics.


You anoint my hand with ink;


    my cup overflows.

 

Surely your goodness and love will follow me


    all the days of my life,


and I will dwell in the publishing house of the Lord


    forever.

(Inspired by Jonathan Burnside)

PS Can you guess whose study that is? Pretty sure he wouldn’t have claimed this psalm as his own…