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1 Why standest thou afar off, O God?Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?2 In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued;Let them be taken in the devices that they have conceived.3 For the wicked boasteth of his heart’s desire,And the covetous renounceth, yea, contemneth God.4 The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith, He will not require it.All his thoughts are, There is no God.5 His ways are firm at all times;Thy judgments are far above out of his sight:As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.6 He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved;To all generations I shall not be in adversity.7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression:Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.8 He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages;In the secret places doth he murder the innocent;His eyes are privily set against the helpless.9 He lurketh in secret as a lion in his covert;He lieth in wait to catch the poor:He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.10 He croucheth, he boweth down,And the helpless fall by his strong ones.11 He saith in his heart: God hath forgotten;He hideth his face, he will never see it.12 Arise, O God; O God, lift up thy hand:Forget not the poor.13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God,And say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?14 Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, To requite it with thy hand:The helpless committeth himself unto thee;Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.15 Break thou the arm of the wicked;And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none.16 God is King for ever and ever:The nations are perished out of his land.17 God, thou hast heard the desire of the meek:Thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear;18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed,That man who is of the earth may be terrible no more.

The prosperity gospel is a billion-dollar industry

God wants us to be rich

Bitch

Jesus died on the cross, didn’t he?

The down day of all time

He also rose from the dead

As the story goes

Iridescent

Ready to rule

Conclusion: it’s all good news

The law of attraction

Yes Ma’am

I’ve got resurrection written on my chest

In the meantime

Police shoot black men in the back

His cell phone looked like an Uzi

Said the shooter

Swear to God

The president boasts he’s very rich

As the drones of our democracy

Bombard weddings in Afghanistan

Evidently a mistake

Focus on the higher goal

Freedom

And universal suffrage

With God there is success

States the blue-eyed beneficiary of European DNA

The prosperous man announces to himself

“Nothing will ever shake me.”“No one will do me harm”

That way, he lies in wait

And when the moment comes

He does away with gooks

Insurgents raised from birth

To murder us

But no, we have learned to wait, we will,

To drag away the corpses of our enemies

Heads hacked off

Hearts hanging

Memories erased

That’s what you do best

You look away

From our sickness and our misery

You look away from famine

And hurricane

You look away

From schizophrenia

Apparently, we’re on our own

If we choose to say

Death is your almighty will

Then good

That way

We can play religion too

Arise, Lord! Lift up your heart!Do not forget us.

You see the trouble of the afflicted

Except you don’t

Or if you do

You don’t

Sorry about that

I was off my meds

The Lord is King for ever and ever

The nations of his enemies will perish from his land

How’s that?