Gen Z: Psalms 22
1Yo, my God, why you ghosting me? Why you so far when I need help and I'm out here screaming?
2O my God, I'm crying during the day, but you ain't hearing me; at night, I'm still not silent, fr.
3But you’re holy, the one who vibes with the praises of Israel.
4Our fams trusted you: they had faith, and you came through for them.
5They called out to you, and you saved them; they believed in you, and they weren't left hanging.
6But I'm just a worm, not even a person; I'm getting clowned by everyone.
7Everyone who sees me is laughing and mocking; they’re throwing shade and shaking their heads, saying,
8He thought the Lord would save him; let’s see if He steps up since he’s all about that rizz.
9But you’re the one who brought me out of the womb; you gave me hope when I was chilling on my mom's milk.
10I've been relying on you since I was born; you’ve been my God since I was in my mom's belly.
11Don't ghost me, fam; trouble's poppin' off, and ain't nobody got my back.
12Got mad bulls circling me: strong ones from Bashan thinkin' they tough.
13They’re staring me down like a pack of lions, ready to roar.
14I'm drained like a water bottle, bones all outta whack; my heart's melting like ice cream.
15My strength's shot, feeling like a broken pot; my tongue's stuck to my mouth, and I'm deep in the dust.
16Dogs are surrounding me; the wicked squad has me trapped; they nailed my hands and feet.
17I can count all my bones; they’re just looking at me like it’s a show.
18They’re splitting my drip and rolling dice for my fit.
19But don't dip on me, Lord: my strength, hurry up and slide in to help me.
20Save my soul from the sword; protect my homie from the dog’s grip.
21Save me from the lion’s mouth, fam; you’ve heard me from the horns of the unicorns, no cap.
22I’m gonna shout your name to my crew; in the squad, I’ll praise you, periodt.
23Yo, if you fear the Lord, praise him; all you Jacob’s peeps, glorify him; and fear him, all you Israel vibes.
24He ain't ignored the struggles of the afflicted; he didn’t hide his face; when they cried, he heard, fr.
25My praise is gonna be lit in the big congregation: I’ll keep my promises in front of those who fear him.
26The humble gonna eat and be satisfied; they’ll praise the Lord who seeks him; your heart gonna live forever, no cap.
27All the ends of the world will remember and turn to the Lord; all the fams of the nations gonna worship before you, bet.
28The kingdom is the Lord’s; he’s the boss among the nations, goated.
29All the heavy hitters on earth gonna eat and worship; all those who hit the dust gonna bow before him; no one can keep their soul alive, fr.
30A seed gonna serve him; it’ll be counted to the Lord for a whole generation, lit.
31They gonna roll up and flex his rizz to a crew that's about to be born, showing that he made it all happen.