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Forgotten Ground Regained

The Lord My Rock

Psalm 92 in Alliterative Verse
Kathryn Ann Hill
A Poem for St. Mark, Evangelist, April 25. Psalm 92 is also read on the Tenth Sunday after Trinity.
It is good to give thanks to You, Lord God,to magnify the name of the Most High;to declare Your tender care in the morning,and every night make known Your faithfulness,to the pleasing sounds of the plucked lyreand the lush harp and the lilting lute.
For Your great works, O God, have made me glad;my heart triumphs at Your handiwork.How mighty are Your deeds, how deep Your thoughts!The dull and stupid do not understandthat though the wicked sprout and spring up like grass,and evildoers burgeon and blossom awhile,they are all doomed to eternal death.
But You are forever on high, O Holy Lord.Surely Your enemies shall perish from the earth,and the workers of evil shall all be scattered.
You have given me awesome strength like a wild ox;You have favored and honored me with the finest ointment.My eyes have seen the downfall of my dreaded foes;my ears have heard the rout of my unrighteous rivals.
Righteous ones shall prosper like a palm tree;like a lordly cedar, they shall live long;in the temple grounds, they shall grow tall.
Even when old, they shall all bear fruit;full of sap and green, they shall say of God:“The Lord my Rock is righteous and sure,sturdy and just, faithful and strong.”
In Forgotten Ground Regained, Issue 9, Winter 2026 Psalms and Meditations
Photograph by Nina Enger
Copyright © Kathryn Ann Hill, 2025
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