Meaning in Psalm 10
Alfred D. Byrd
SOMETIMES, our God, it seems, is distant,
Hiding on high from things on the earth.
In days while we wait for a sign of judgment,
Many, saying, "No judgment will come;
The heavens are empty of One Who cares,"
Make gods of greed, self-love, and success,
And, preying on weakness, rise up in strength.
No law holds back the evil at heart.
The widow, the orphan — the evil see them,
Helpless, unguarded, as prey to be seized.
The evil, acting with caution at first,
Set traps for their prey from fear of judgment.
Meeting, however, no checks on their deeds,
The evil feel free to boast of their ways:
"They must be right," the evil call out;
"The wealth that we've won is a sign to all
Of how one prospers through serving oneself."
Their prey grow bitter at what they face.
"Has God forgotten the law?" they ask.
"Are the eyes of God too filled with heavens
To see the wrongs that go on on the earth?"
The poor and helpless grow near to despair
Until, when they see no light but God's,
They call on the One Who holds in one hand
All lives of humans, both good and evil.
"Justice, our God!" the helpless call out.
"An end to evil, rewards for the good!"
Our God, the king of heavens and earth,
Sees time in a way unlike our own
And nations as dust dispersed by the wind.
Our God may wait what seems long to our hearts
To act in judgment, but it comes at last:
The ones, ignoring warnings of grief,
Who dance until dawn must pay the piper.
Evil someday must make an account
For its frauds and thefts, and, judged as bankrupt,
Go off to prison until it has paid
Its debt in full to the law of truth.
When we see the law of God fulfilled,
The ones who trusted themselves will have failed,
But the ones who set their hearts on God
Will get their reward, the One Whom they loved.
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