Psalms for the Poor talk back to the blunt and beautiful phrases of the King James Bible. Sometimes personal sometimes political the original Psalms complain question curse and adore: Why do the wicked prosper? When I consider the moon and the stars My God my God why have you forsaken me? The Lord is my shepherd But I am poor and needy. Luthers last words were We are beggars. These poems are for the worlds poor and for the pauper in each of us.