A song in the night

I woke up in the middle of the night convinced that Psalm 93 held all the answers. Mind you, I don't really know my Psalms, certainly not by number (except 23, because that's pretty much common knowledge). So when I got up this morning, I read it. If it's relevant to anything currently going on with me, I don't know what it would be, but I thought I might as well post the text anyway.

(JPS translation)

PSALM 93

The LORD is king,

He is robed in grandeur;

the LORD is robed,

He is girded with strength.

The world stands firm;

it cannot be shaken.

Your throne stands firm from of old;

from eternity You have existed.

The ocean sounds, O LORD,

the ocean sounds its thunder,

the ocean sounds its pounding.

Above the thunder of the mighty waters,

more majestic than the breakers of the sea

is the LORD, majestic on high.

Your decrees are indeed enduring;

holiness befits Your house,

O LORD, for all times.

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Maybe I'm supposed to visit the ocean? I grew up in the middle of the country, far from any ocean, and now I'm on a coast, so the ocean's right here, and I do love it and don't visit it often enough.

Or, more likely, my brain just seized on a random number for no particular reason.