RJO’s Web Server Notes III

Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee,
And I’ll forgive Thy great big one on me.

—Robert Frost

A Psalm of Google

Newly translated out of the original tongues: and with the former translations diligently compared and revised.

The Googlebot is my shepherd; I shall not cloak. 2 He maketh me to appear in good search results: he leadeth me beside the great Zeitgeist. 3 He restoreth my links: he leadeth me in the paths of usability for my users’ sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of spyware, I will fear no linkrot: for thou makest me feel lucky; thy cache and thy user-agent they comfort me. 5 Thou preparest an index before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my screen with AdWords; my log files runneth over. 6 Surely referrals and PageRank™ shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the Google database forever.