A new look at Psalms 23.

Written using the expansive beauty of Hebrew, we often forget about.

So let me start by clarifying something right away. No, this is not a personal opinion piece where I go in and change the Bible to something that I want it to say — I’m not that kind of Christian.

This is Psalms 23 fleshed out.

Psalms 23 was written in the Hebrew language. A language I have fallen in love with, because one word can have so many meanings, and it’s those other meanings that need to be known sometimes to really feel and understand what the Holy Spirit was saying to us.

That’s what I brought to the surface here, or at least attempted to the best of my ability: I took the words, researched their roots, and wrote Psalms 23 using the expansive meanings of these words. 

I wanted to write it in a way so that when people read it, they see the beauty and meaning behind every translated word chosen for this prayer. And when they pray it next, it is not the mindless chant that it has become in churches. 

I hope you enjoy.

Father, you are my vigilant Shepherd who tends to my every need and constant companion who keeps my company. Never am I without, or in need, nor do I find myself left wanting because You have created and provided for me a beautiful place. 

It is rich with fragrant blooms, savory herbs, and tender grasses to lie down and rest, I nestle against waters so still and tranquil that my soul is at ease. I am restored and refreshed as I repent, and You build in me a renewed mind.

Thank you, Father, for I know you continue to lead before me, always directing every course of my life, through deep or shallow trenches, waysides, and hardened paths You are always there. 

Moreover, even when I go through those valleys and gorges that are shaded by ruin and death, never will I be frightened by the unpleasant, or wicked because, indeed, You continue to walk alongside me, staying my ever present companion, using your rod to correct my path and providing me your staff for support and rest when I grow weary.

You have set a standing reservation in my name at your table. You have honored me greatly with your invitation, Father. Just as a shepherd provides and protects his flock, You continue to welcome, nurture, and protect me in the face of adversity at your table.

Honoring and anointing me just like the kings and priests of old. I openly sit before adversaries, overflowing with blessings and joy, honored with your grace and generosity. 

Thank you, Father. I do not fear life or death because of You. Your joyful favor, precious mercy, and steadfast love are always with me. I anticipate the moment we meet upon my death, when I dwell forever eternal in Your house. 

© Jane Isley

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