Psalms

¹ The God-rebel tunes in to sedition— all ears, eager to sin. He has no regard for God, he stands insolent before him.

² into believing That his evil will never be noticed.

³ dishwater dirty. Can't remember when he did anything decent.

⁴ he fathers another evil plot. When he's loose on the streets, nobody's safe. He plays with fire and doesn't care who gets burned.

⁵ his loyalty astronomic,

⁶ his verdicts oceanic. Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost; Not a man, not a mouse, slips through the cracks.

⁷ How eager we are to run under your wings,

⁸ as you fill our tankards with Eden spring water.

⁹ and you open our eyes to light.

¹⁰ do your work in welcoming hearts.

¹¹ the moral midgets slap me down.

¹² flat on their faces in the mud.