The Lord is my social media director,
I shall not lack likes.
He makes me put down my phone for portions of my day;
He calms the twitter feed;
He uses the right hashtag for my conference's sake.
Even though so many type slurs all day long, I will fear no viruses;
for you are blocking them.
Partners and friendly press, they comfort me.
You prepare content for me in the presence of my full mailbox.
You anoint my fingers with no typos.
Surely likes, fans, favorites, and retweets will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell near good wi-fi forever.
Anyone else glad David was a shepherd?