Let providence reign, rain down on us!
God’s tears are softly shed
for the holy in an unholy land, or
does He cry for the unholy in a holy land?
God’s eye in the sky still casts upon us
as His words roll off His sacred tongue…
Do not pervert justice so that you will live,
but to live, what does that mean?
Believe what you may, but I believe
God gives us sustenance for our hungry souls,
He’s not adding up all the years to come,
so that we can stand with Him again.
Do not bear false witness,
even as a child we know,
how sacrilegious are those who lie.
A lie creates another lie, and on down the line,
till we try to fool ourselves and God.
Do not favor the poor in court.
His words seem to have an ironic twist,
for the poor are given all that’s left,
He opens the chambers of our hearts to give.
Help your neighbor’s donkey’s overload,
bear their burden with empathy,
no matter what happened way back when,
as we might find our loads too much to bear.
Treat strangers with respect
for we were strangers in a strange land!
Don’t forget God’s gift of roots,
when you were scattered
to spring into a world that you’d never seen.
God’s eye is cast upon our devoted prayers
rising like a billow of smoke and sparks,
in a tilted world where chaos plays,
igniting the chain of life on and on,
passing the torch back to us again.