Emotional MeditationâBy Micah Siemens
Psalm 10 doesnât open with a songâit opens with a sigh. âWhy, Lord, do You stand far off? Why do You hide Yourself in times of trouble?â Itâs the kind of question weâve all whispered when the silence feels too long.
What follows is a grim portrait of the wicked. David doesnât sugarcoat it. He sketches arrogance so thick you can almost taste it: âIn his pride the wicked man does not seek Him; in all his thoughts there is no room for God.â That line chills me. Imagine a life so full of self, thereâs no space left for God.

The wicked strut. They prosper. They sneer. They curse and lie, and somehow they keep climbing. Itâs the age-old problem: why do the arrogant flourish while the humble suffer? David gives us their inner monologue: âHe says to himself, âNothing will ever shake me.ââ Thatâs pride distilledâan illusion of permanence.
The imagery turns darker still: âHis mouth is full of lies and threats; trouble and evil are under his tongue. He lies in wait near the villages; from ambush he murders the innocent.â This isnât just prideful talkâitâs predatory living. The wicked here arenât passive sinners. Theyâre hunters.
And maybe the most haunting line of all: âHe says to himself, âGod will never notice; He covers His face and never sees.ââ Thatâs the heart of wickednessânot just arrogance, but the presumption that God doesnât care, doesnât act, doesnât see.
As I read these verses, the emotional punch isnât just outrageâitâs resonance. Because Iâve felt like David. Iâve looked at evil and wondered, âWhere is God in this?â This psalm validates that ache. It doesnât rush to solve it. It sits in the weight of injustice.
Psalm 10:1â11 is a lament for anyone who has ever stared at the success of the wicked and felt the silence of heaven. Itâs an honest prayer, raw enough to admit that sometimes it feels like God is hidden.
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