Most of the Psalms were written by David. There is no denying it. The man was creative and smart and found he could best express his emotions through songs and psalms.

There were other writers too. The sons of Korah wrote eleven of them. Korah was the trouble maker in Isreal who tried to cause a rebellion in Isreal. It didn't work. His sons were sad their father was gone. A certain angel helped them write the beautiful emotions and praises to God on parchment. Aziraphale made sure the psalms were not forgotten and included with David's psalms. He brought them to the king and David appreciated art and of course made sure the beautiful psalms were included in worship and festivals and history.

Asaph was a prominent Levite singer and seer in David's court and was the son of Berachiah of the tribe of Levi. He is the ancestor of the Sons of Asaph, one of the great family guilds of temple musicians and it was no wonder why. He was a talented young man who took to writing his own Psalms after being inspired by David. Aziraphale loved them and ate them up.

For all his good traits Asaph was painfully shy and often did not want to show anyone his work much to Aziraphale's dismay.

"Why not dear boy? These poems are lovely and a guarantee David would include them in the Psalms."

So Asaph took a risk and Aziraphale was correct in every measure.

But then there are psalms who we don't know who wrote them. Perhaps they were people who felt alone and misguided, struggling with temptation, struggling with the loss of a loved one.

Maybe one was written by an adolescent woman who struggled with a sexual assault and an angel came and showed her comfort and acceptance through the way of writing.

Perhaps a man traumatized by War who had an angel standing beside him a candlelight held as he wrote psalms.

Or maybe a person who lost their entire family to Famine and was about to throw themselves off a cliff before a stranger in white robes and gentle blonde curls and sea blue eyes allowed them to use their pain to create something wonderful.

Or maybe a person who watched a plague ravage their village but was able to take comfort in their own world of poetry a kind stranger helped pave the way for.

We don't know and we may never know. It isn't out of the question to think an angel travelling back and forth from homes to palace delivering the beautiful psalms and making sure they were read aloud at worship ceremonies and during holidays and festivals. Sometimes the most beautiful art comes from someone people have never heard of and probably never will but the angel in their life knew where good art and passion and heart was when he saw it and made sure the hard work did not go to waste. Art helps others after all and Aziraphale was an angel of creativity and passion and above all a helper and comforter to many humans in his time on Earth. And some would be as bold to say he was these things to a demon as well.