BPW 142 - Hail to the Lord's annointed.

verse 2 says

He comes with comfort speedy

To those who suffer wrong

To help the poor and needy,

And bid the weak be strong;

To give them songs for sighing,

Thier darkness turn to light,

Whose, condemned and dying,

Are precious in his sight

Updated language has transformed 'succour' to 'comfort' which doesn't quite carry the same sense, but I suppose is more colloquial.  Succour suggests help, assitance, an active participation in the suffering, whereas comfort is more passive, if no less important.

This evening I'm a little sad, as I have had the news that my pet cat has secondary cancer.  The condition she has (feline lung-digit syndrome) is evidently quite rare but she's the second cat I've had who has developed bone metastases in a hind leg... the Law of Murphy or of Sod, the randomness of cancer, means it can strike twice in the same place.

Succour speedy has come my way, in the practical help and kind concern of friends.  Across the whole UK dodgy theology of prayers for feline healing, crossed human digits and even some distant reiki healing (whatever that is) have been expressed.  Lifts to the vet, concerns for me...

One terminally ill pet cat is nothing in the grand scehme of things... and yet she is precisely an example of the referents of this verse... The God who sees sparrows fall to the ground cares for my poorly moggy... and the God who counts hairs on human heads is there in the hell-on-earth situations of which we read.

A song in a minor key, from sighing, in sighing, through sighing, beyond sighing...