Day: 30/04/2014

Tom Wright on the poetry of the Psalms – Part II

“The Psalms are among the oldest poems in the world, and they still rank with any poetry in any culture, ancient or modern, from anywhere in the world. They are full of power and passion, horrendous misery and unrestrained jubilation, tender sensitivity and powerful hope. Anyone at all whose heart is open to new dimensions of human experience, anyone who loves good writing, anyone who wants a window into the bright lights and dark corners of the human soul—anyone open to the beautiful expression of a larger vision of reality should react to these poems like someone who hasn’t had a good meal for a week or two. It’s all here. And astonishingly, it doesn’t get lost in translation. Most poetry suffers when translated into other languages because it relies for its effect on the sound and rhythm of the original words. It’s true that the Hebrew of these poems is beautiful in itself for those who can experience it. But the Psalms rely for their effect on the way they set out the main themes. They say something from one angle and then repeat it from a slightly different one:”

― N.T. Wright, The Case for the Psalms: why they are essential

Tom Wright on the poetry of the Psalms (Part I)

I Blind Myself

I blind myself,
Stop up my ears,
My thoughts are scrambled
In a mist of doubt;
I see only fragments,
Hear only dull bass,
My ideas fogged in
By the murk of the world.

O Lord, send Your Spirit,
Wind blow through my mind,
Clear pathways for your words;
Bring clarity,
Bring truth,
Bring words of life overflowing;
For Your glory,
Words without end.