and when i think of music, — lo, her feet!

Psalm 121 – found in the papers of a YWCA Communist woman

i will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
my help cometh from the lord, which made heaven and earth.
he will not suffer thy foot to be moved; he that keepth thee will not slumber.
behold, he that keepth Israel shall neither slumber no sleep.
the lord is thy keeper: the lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
the sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
the lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
the lord shall preseve thy going and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.

love poems from the Psalms are beautiful because they are by nature (homo-erotic and) vulnerable enough to imagine the need to be shielded from both the heat of the sun or the light of the moon.