Psalm 138

I will always return to you Lord,

and I will sing your praises in all places,

before empty rooms and jammed halls.

When I turn to you, laying down my ego and pride,

Your presence fills my soul and makes me strong.

Anyone who seeks you will say the same,

for your love and joy is without an equal.

What our god or person shows no favoritism?

Billionaires are but bone and blood at Your feet,

as is the addict in the alley.

You remain my life force and clutch my hands when I stumble.

You drive away my judges and rebuke those who take advantage of my kindess.

I will trust You to do what you Promised,

as you have for so many others- all the others,

And I will focus on Your goodness, not the lying shit-bag propaganda of the enemy.