This is a paraphrase of Psalm 14 which you may read HERE.
In the inmost place of who they are,
They say, “There is no God.”
Not because they doubt,
But they imagine unthinkable things,
And do what no good person would think to do.
From the heights the Lord looks down on the children,
Looks for anyone who puts it together,
Who longing, seeks for the Other.
But they gaze at their navels,
Are turned in on themselves,
And not one does the good they’d hoped to.
It’s like they don’t even see
How the bad eats them up,
How they chew up others,
So consumed with themselves—
Just gorging on getting,
Never filled by the Lord.
There they are, feeding on fear,
Knowing something isn’t quite right,
You see, God is close to the just.
Go on, mock the plans of the poor,
But beware, it’s the Lord to Whom they run.
Now! Let it be now
That rescue comes from your Mount—
The rescue that rights and restores what was taken!
Let those who walk with a limp, rejoice.
Let the small people God loves, be glad.
© Randall Edwards 2020. This paraphrase of Psalm 14 is for Christ’s church. If it is helpful, please feel free to copy or reprint in church bulletins, read aloud, or repost. I only ask that an attribution be cited to myself (Randall Edwards) and this blog (backwardmutters.com