Apocrypha: Psalm 64 Poem by Gert Strydom

You are the God that my ancestors served from the start
and as a mere human being I do not deserve Your loving-kindness,
still I want to thank You for Your miracles that through the ages You do bring,
that You do protect me from pre-history do protect me from every evil thing.
I ask that in this age and time I am to see Your salvation
Where humanity by a virus is smitten.
I ask that You now do pour out Your salvation and also Your mercy,
as Your presence and help is sure and not just a maybe
and as a mere human being I do not deserve Your loving-kindness.