The Psalms accurately describe the official language of the ideal world; they accurately depict bad cities, bad kings who rule harshly, judges who inevitably fail to adequately protect the worthy poor and stubborn fools who simply succeed on the wounded back of the poor. They go beyond human institutions.
If you correctly describe a kingdom society, you are firmly in one with the mighty king; it is most divinely understood in the lyric verses which speak of Christ inevitably coming through the temple and rightly judging the warring nations whose moral judgment was satisfactorily fulfilled in his death. And at the same time he has generously cared for his people to the crucial point, guided by and will accompany the released prisoners to heaven to rule with him forever. The king when corruption and destruction occur in the world through proclamations and curses that make us feel like we are in an eternal home. Our King graciously grants us a utopia too beautiful to be fondly imagined. It starts in the present. Prisoners in considerable financial hardship and agony in an eternal safe haven that will soon begin with the final judgment of Satan and evil.
God allows and forcibly prevents through his creative statements. We repeat with amazement these curses and rich blessings that we may indirectly experience parental care through active encouragement.Indeed, we enjoy an important part of an eternal family that is safe in its safe haven. He uses the superior forces of divine creation profitably to judge the pagan nations and to celebrate his people with righteousness. I do not properly depict a young child, and I have seen many of God's creative brushstrokes during the successful years when he sketched the fascinating portrait of my active life. Meditating on the Psalms gives me a bolder idea. A more coherent vision that has become a part of me. The unique experience is like having a child who usually plays in a local park. If I achieve it realistically, that's all that matters.