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Stand up and come to our help! * Redeem us because of your love!

The Psalm this morning
is run through with nostalgia
remember when you loved us
when you drove our enemies aside
of course now, we appear to be less coddled
loved, protected
we wither before you
while we claim unbroken fidelity

I long for that redemption
that long ago psalmist bandied about

but I know myself
to be impious and broken

something has to change
nostalgia cannot save

open a door
let us leave the armies at home.