Almaic Psalms

  And it came to pass that I, the boy, was walking in a forest. This forest was nothing but darkness and shadow. I was afraid of the darkness, too weak to continue walking along this trail of sorrow. So I sat down for a moment, choosing to slip into a deep sleep—one from which I had no intention of returning—and so I slept. When I awoke and opened my eyes, I found myself in a new place. And behold, I saw the gates of glory before me, towering pearls gleaming with heavenly light. In that moment, I knew where I was. As I stood, still stunned by the sight, I noticed a figure beside me, a creature unlike any I had seen before. This being radiated light like molten metal, glowing with a brilliance I could scarcely comprehend. It had six wings—two veiled its face as if shielding it from something Unseen, two covered its feet, and two carried it effortlessly through the air. Its eyes burned like fire, piercing me with a gaze that filled me with a profound, ancient knowledge. The creature s

  To the Lector: A Psalm of Reflection by Blake, contemplating the passage of time and the search for renewal.   A new age beckons me, For soon I will approach a milestone Closer to a man of great age Than a boy of youth.   Hairs have begun to fall from my head, And the glory of my youth fades from sight. Soon, I will celebrate my golden birthday, A day I will see but once. I will cherish it and find joy in my Creator, For Yahweh has been good to me All the days of my life, And I will rejoice in Him forevermore.   The days of being two score and three years have ended, And this saddens me. I stand as an elder among the youth of Gen Z, A generation I perceive as spiritually weak, Which stirs sorrow within me.   Men are consumed with vanity, And women, seeming mere copies of one another, Distress my heart. How can I guide them, Being the most advanced in experience And possessing wealth beyond theirs? How can I show them That weal

A Psalm of Deliverance from Evil To the Lector: A Psalm of Blake, beseeching God for deliverance from the evils surrounding him and affirming his love for God's law.   O Lord, encompassed by evil's dark tide, It surrounds me, in its shadow, I abide. I look upon it with disdain and disgust, In You, my God, I place my trust.   The sins of the world, they crowd and press, Drunkenness, lust, profanities, and pride, they oppress. My friends, dear to my heart, have strayed, In darkness, their joy and peace fade.   Evil's allure, a fleeting, deceitful charm, But it brings only harm, cause for alarm. I've tried, O Lord, to show them Your way, But in sin's grasp, they choose to stay.   Your law, O Lord, is my heart's delight, In its truth, I find my path bright. I've danced near sin's enticing fire, Forgive me, Lord, for my misplaced desire.   But You, O Lord, have kept me from the flame, From sin's burn, I am f

  A Psalm of Embracing Sorrow for Strengthened Faith To the Lector: A Psalm of Blake, acknowledging the value of sorrow and its role in deepening faith. O Lord, my God, in wisdom Solomon declared, "Sorrow is greater than laughter," a truth laid bare. Nothing new under the sun, in this world's wide span, The pain I've known, others too have ran.   Each heartache, each tear, through time's vast corridor, You've guided others, O God, You've been their oar. So I praise You, Lord, for the sorrow that deepens my faith, In the crucible of pain, Your presence is my wraith.   You test me, O Lord, and I strive not to fail, Turning not to worldly pleasures, nor my intellect frail. I look to You, O God, in You alone I find my might, Make me strong, for in my weakness, You are my light.   My thoughts, O Lord, they wage a relentless war, Defeat them, O God, be my everlasting core. Though the pain wearies me, its purpose I see, I

  A Psalm of Reflection and Contrition To the Lector: A Psalm of Blake, reflecting on his fear of God and a desire for true obedience. O Lord, my God, since my conundrum's start, I've held a fear of You deep in my heart. Your might, O God, has filled me with dread, In awe of Your power, in Your shadow I've tread.   I made a promise to You, and I strove to keep, From overt sin, I turned, my commitment deep. Yet, O Lord, I ponder, was my avoidance just fear, Of losing what You gave, all that I hold dear?   Was it terror of Your might that kept me in line, Not love for Your laws, but fear of losing mine? My company, my achievements, under Your hand, Did I cling to them tightly, in Your vast land?   I question now, O God, my true intent, Was it for You, or for my own content? If love for You had been my guiding light, Would not my path have been more upright?   As one dances near the fire, drawn yet wary, Have I circled Your command

  A Psalm of Creation’s Praise to the Almighty To the Lector: A Psalm of Blake, extolling the majesty of God as witnessed in all creation. All creation sings in jubilant praise to You, Mountains mighty, in Your presence, bow low, true. They tremble at Your touch, in reverence, they stand, Before You, O Lord, the God of every land.   The seas, vast and deep, obey Your divine command, Their waves clash upon shores, in homage grand. For You are the Lord of Hosts, the God of David's line, My God, the God of my father, in You all things combine.   Great are You, O Lord, above all earthly frame, Come, all who doubt, witness Your holy claim. See the works of the Lord, in power displayed, He has brought our foes low, their plans unmade.   He breaks death's curse, through His Son's sacrifice, In His death and resurrection, our hope does rise. The God of Israel, my fortress, my shield, In His steadfast presence, my spirit is healed.   Be st

  A Psalm of Sorrow and Inquiry To the Lector: A Psalm of Blake, in distress and seeking understanding. O Lord, my refuge and my strength, to You I raise my plea, Why has this sorrow befallen me, in this sea of misery? Have I not turned from evil, walked in Your grace so dear? Since the first day of my conundrum, I've held Your precepts near.   Sin's allure has weakened, in the light of Your grace, Yet this burden I bear, this pain I cannot trace. Why, O Lord, have You allowed such grief to be my lot? In my walk of faith, Your face I have not forgot.   Confusion clouded my mind, the world's wisdom so hollow, Yet in my faith, O God, steadfastly I chose to follow. Never did I forsake You, though perplexed in my way, But why, O God, did she leave, why did she not stay?   No explanation given, no cause for this divide, In the silence of her departure, in sorrow, I abide. Was I not the leader, the guide I ought to be? Could I have done more