(1) After Psalm 23 [Oegstgeest version]
Who sees, knows me,
feels my failing,
nears in my need.
Through thickets all around me
whispers his peace.
Wherever I walk, the river mirrors him,
clear with his calm.
I see I’m one of his.
Where I walk is all a valley
and it’s deep with death.
But death’s no deeper than you go with me,
know with me.
Whatever is ahead, with you
I’ll know that it is mine.
The heckler that’s with me here
can never turn your face away
from me. And where I go, I’ll go
in light and I’ll be seen.
My going is a dwelling
and I’m in it with Who sees forever.
(2) After Psalm 23 [Neihu version]
Who wants me knows
wherever I am wanting.
I walk beside the water
and it mirrors Whose light.
Wind among the grasses:
Whose whispering.
Who brings me through:
through all the rocks of truth
Who knows my name.
Though the valley all around me here
dies as I pass,
I fear no end:
no end of being known.
Your knowing knows in mine,
goes where I am going.
Wherever I will go
with you it’s home.
The heckler, who is with me too,
can never hinder you:
your hands: they hold my head up
and the cup to my lips.
Surely I will walk in light
and goodness all my days:
for where I live’s the dwelling
of Who wants me and Who knows.
--Lloyd Haft
