A Psalm of Sorts

Everything you have heard is backwards!
Turn all that you know around!
For our God is a God of mercy for all
He is a lover of the diseased
His Kingdom is filled with people you would not expect to see
His people are ugly in our enlightened eyes
The lame dance in his streets,
While the pious look on in disgust
The undesirable sit at His right hand,
And the religious cannot understand this settlement of sinners through grace
Financial offerings mean nothing to Him
Social status makes no matter
For His justice is for the poor
His favor is for the needy
God over all of our “gods”
Nothing compares to Him.