1 I was small among my brothers,
and the youngest in my father’s house;
I tended my father’s sheep.
2 My hands made a harp;
my fingers fashioned a lyre.
3 And who will tell my Lord?
The Lord himself; it is he who hears.
4 It was he who sent his messenger
and took me from my father’s sheep,
and anointed me with his anointing oil.
5 My brothers were handsome and tall,
but the Lord was not pleased with them.
6 I went out to meet the Philistine,
and he cursed me by his idols.
7 But I drew his own sword;
I beheaded him, and took away disgrace from the people of Israel.

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September 27, 2008 at 9:36 pm
tolovemercy1
Yeah. I can dig it.
You wrote this, eh?
September 27, 2008 at 9:36 pm
tolovemercy1
Oh, btw, that was Guido, it appears my wife was last signed into wordpress.
September 29, 2008 at 2:44 am
Remy
Well, the Eastern Orthodox consider the writer God, but we’re free to think it as some hip poet. It’s from the Apocrypha.
September 30, 2008 at 4:50 am
Matt Yonke
Ah…that’s why I dug it.