Psalm 37 Poem by Frank McEleny

The righteous man has little
And the wicked they are rich
But the Lord upholds His children
And the blind fall in a ditch

It seems that many prosper
And the righteous go unseen
But the Lord He sees in secret
And our hearts He washes clean

The Lord upholds the righteous
The wicked turn night to day
Their time is at an end
Like smoke, they shall blow away

The righteous they show mercy
And every one of their steps are planned
And though they fall, yet not forever
He upholds them with His hand

I once was young but now am old
Yet I have never begged for bread
He is faithful now and evermore
The Lord of the living and dead

Now if you wait upon the Lord
You shall inherit the land
You shall walk in peace and loving joy
And in His presence you shall stand