Psalm 77: Is your front door reporting your every move? Is your navel lint keeping an eye on you?
Psalms Part 77 of 150
For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm by Asaph.
1 My cry goes to God!
Indeed, I cry to God for help,
and for him to listen to me.
Why not help yourself and accept what can’t be changed. Then get on with your life. It’s worked for billions of others.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord.
My hand was stretched out in the night, and didn’t get tired.
My soul refused to be comforted.
Well there you go. If you refuse to get over it and get on with life you have nobody else to blame.
3 I remember God, and I groan.
I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed.
I’d ignore you then.
4 You hold my eyelids open.
I am so troubled that I can’t speak.
Lies. You won’t shutup.
5 I have considered the days of old,
the years of ancient times.
6 I remember my song in the night.
I consider in my own heart;
my spirit diligently inquires:
7 “Will the Lord reject us forever?
Will he be favorable no more?
Why would you rely on a god in the first place? If you work hard and look after yourself, then at least you succeed even if he does ignore you, but to fail completely because you relied on him totally, is incomprehensibly stupid to say the least.
8 Has his loving kindness vanished forever?
It never existed.
Does his promise fail for generations?
IT NEVER EXISTED!!!
9 Has God forgotten to be gracious?
All wise, all knowing, all powerful, and yet you ask if he has forgotten? <facepalm.
Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?”
If he did, then it’s a good bet it was because of your stupidity.
10 Then I thought, “I will appeal to this:
the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
11 I will remember Yah’s deeds;
for I will remember your wonders of old.
What wonders? Aren’t you only talking about stories you were told? Hearsay? They mean nothing.
12 I will also meditate on all your work,
and consider your doings.
13 Your way, God, is in the sanctuary.
Isn’t it supposed to be everywhere? Not just in one place?
What god is great like God?
Admitting there is more than one god? Blasphemy I say!!!
14 You are the God who does wonders.
You have made your strength known among the peoples.
Through myth and fables.
15 You have redeemed your people with your arm,
the sons of Jacob and Joseph.
16 The waters saw you, God.
The waters saw you, and they writhed.
Water doesn’t have eyes. Why all the anthropomorphism of inanimate objects? Are you scared your navel lint might be watching you too?
The depths also convulsed.
17 The clouds poured out water.
The skies resounded with thunder.
Your arrows also flashed around.
Thunderstorms. Get over it.
18 The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind.
The lightnings lit up the world.
The earth trembled and shook.
So? Did you crap yourself everytime you had a thunderstorm? That’s pathetic.
19 Your way was through the sea;
your paths through the great waters.
Your footsteps were not known.
Nothing was known, just believed. Sheep!
20 You led your people like a flock,
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Like credulous little children. Will these people ever grow up and start behaving like modern man should? Not anytime soon it seems.