Wait, my soul, silent for God,
for God alone, my hope,
along my rock, my safety,
my refuge: I stand secure. (62:8-9)
Afterward, one of my staff colleagues searched for the translation on Amazon. And it is there, still being sold. She was surprised new hardcover copies are still available, and still being sold … for up to $100.
I could bequeath her my copy, or I mused, hold onto it and finance my grandchildren’s college education.
Or perhaps I should hold on to the thought of the Psalmist that God alone is my hope.