here. He was a young deacon at the First Council of Nicea, spent his career fighting Arianism, was run out of Alexandria more than once, and you may not be surprised to learn that an inscription on his tomb reads Athanasius contra mundam — Athanasius against the world.
Last July, I spent a fair amount time with the readings for Athanasius' feast, getting ready to write a reflection for this month's Give Us This Day about the melodies I hear in my head when I pray the Psalms. (You can read the reflection at PrayTell.) I'm getting ready to go on retreat in a couple of weeks, looking forward to spending some time soaking in sung psalmody at a Camoldolese monastery. Other than the Liturgy of the Hours and the Eucharist, this retreat time will be totally silent, not even a daily consultation with a spiritual director. No Wi-Fi, no cell phone signal. I'm going to the desert and the psalms will be the only voices I hear.
You can hear Margaret Rizza's setting of Psalm 67 here. It's track 09.