We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
This is one of 2 psalms that Jews say "when the ambulance pulls away" or in other times of crisis/danger. Many people here in Israel know this one by heart, even if they're not very observant.
This opens with the designation "A Pilgrim Song" in the original canon. This translation is good - but the more direct Hebrew original conveys a sense of urgency missing in the "olde" English rendition. for example, verse 3 is:
He won't let your foot slip, your Guardian won't nap.