shadows on the wall, as it were, but we have to turn round and see with the eyes of our minds the light that flings the shadows. “I will lift up my eyes” from the mud-flats where I live to the hills that I cannot see, and, seeing them, I shall be blessed. Further, do we know anything of that longing that the psalmist had? He was perfectly comfortable in Babylon. There was abundance of everything that he wanted for his life. But for all that, fat, wealthy Babylon was not Palestine. So the psalmist