A Psalm of Adam

I’ve loved and been hated,
They mock and lie,
Deceivers and false friends are they all,
They thrust at me with a spear,
They knife me in the back,
And get a friendly pastor to wink and nod.

I’ve been rewarded evil for good,
And been mistreated and scorned,
By those who’ve I shown kindness to,
I’ve poured out and they’ve filled up,
I’ve given blessings,
And their mouths have been asps,
Biting secretly,
Hugging like pythons,
Who squeeze only to destroy.

At times, I feel like a man in a desert,
I weep tears of the bitter and spurned,
With the words of false friendship
And broken promises still fresh in my ear.

Oh God, will the fools
Stand in the place of the powerful,
Shall deaf shepherds be praised?
Shall the profane
Glory over your servants?
Shall sin be blessed more than holiness?

But the Lord shall judge,
For he is righteous and holy,
He is gracious and patient, slow to wrath,
And full of mercy.
The mocker thinks him weak,
But truly the rod was made for the fools back.
The Lord of righteousness will
Make all things right,
And bring blessings on the despised,
And peace on the House of His servants.

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