The subject matter of this psalm is like so many others — and David’s paranoia is wearing me down — but I can tell that some other, more talented scribe wrote this one.
Unlike other psalmists, this guy uses similes and metaphors, saying David’s enemies “sharpen their tongue like a sword” and that the arrows they shoot “are bitter words.”
Still, having spent the better part of this day working on a toilet with more work yet to do, I have decided that fixing the crapper is more important than parsing an old poem.
After all, Jesus said holiness can wait when there’s work to be done — to pull an ox or ass out of a pit, he said. Without a fixed toilet, that’s exactly where my ass would be.