Psalms Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

The songs and psalms of ancient times
still sound as years go by
the music from those sacred rhymes
still echoes in the sky

The human voice by angels led
so beautifully rings
when chronicling the very thread
of chosen tribes and kings

Enlightened souls penned many rhymes
among them David shines
yet all gave praise with love and time
in worship through those lines

We seldom hear of timbrels, harps
or sack cloth and torn clothes
but reading Psalms still lights the spark
that guides and soothes and glows

The songs and psalms of ancient times
still sound as years go by
the music from those sacred rhymes
still echoes in the sky.