The Plight of the Wicked (Psalms 50)

Again pick a thumb or get off My damn fence.
I play the flute for you but you do not rejoice, I sing a lament and you are silent. I was hungry and you didn’t feed Me, I was thirsty and you didn’t give Me water, I was in prison and You did NOT visit Me, I was naked and You Did Not Clothe ME.