The Gnome
1989
He grinned up at me
Revealing crooked yellow teeth
As he slung his sack over a diminutive shoulder.
"Spirit of the Trees," he said,
"Look not to your own interests."
He chuckled as he waddled away
Carrying my fruits upon his back.
Let Israel rejoice in their Maker;
let the people of Zion be glad in their King.
Let them praise His name with dancing
and make music to Him with tambourine and harp.
For the Lord takes delight in His people;
He crowns the humble with salvation.
let the people of Zion be glad in their King.
Let them praise His name with dancing
and make music to Him with tambourine and harp.
For the Lord takes delight in His people;
He crowns the humble with salvation.
— Psalm 149:2-4