a Psalm of Bruce

...a Psalm of Bruce...Cockburn, that is:

'Ive seen a high cairn kissed by holy wind
Seen a mirror pool cut by golden fins
Seen alleys where they hide the truth of cities
The mad whose blessing you must accept without pity

I've stood in airports guarded glass and chrome
Walked rifled roads and landmined loam
Seen a forest in flames right down to the road
Burned in love till I've seen my heart explode

You've been leading me
Beside strange waters

Across the concrete fields of man
Sun ray like a camera pans
Some will run and some will stand
Everything is bullshit but the open hand

You've been leading me
Beside strange waters
Streams of beautiful lights in the night
But where is my pastureland in these dark valleys?
If I loose my grip, will I take flight?

You've been leading me
Beside strange waters
Streams of

Strange Waters - Bruce Cockburn

beautiful lights in the night
But where is my pastureland in these dark valleys?
If I loose my grip, will I take flight?
-"Strange Waters," Bruce Cockburn

(more on Bruce: Cockburn's Pomo Broken WheelTheology)

This is a kind of psalm that could've only written by David..or someone who said " I became a Christian, and my marriage fell apart."