Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
1Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord,
dost stand from us afar?
And wherefore hidest thou thyself,
when times so troublous are?
2The wicked in his loftiness
doth persecute the poor:
In these devices they have fram'd
let them be taken sure.
3The wicked of his heart's desire
doth talk with boasting great;
He blesseth him that's covetous,
whom yet the Lord doth hate.
4The wicked, through his pride of face,
on God he doth not call;
And in the counsels of his heart
the Lord is not at all.
5His ways they always grievous are;
thy judgments from his sight
Removed are: at all his foes
he puffeth with despight.
6Within his heart he thus hath said,
I shall not moved be;
And no adversity at all
shall ever come to me.
7His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit,
is fill'd abundantly;
And underneath his tongue there is
mischief and vanity.
8He closely sits in villages;
he slays the innocent:
Against the poor that pass him by
his cruel eyes are bent.
9He, lion-like, lurks in his den;
he waits the poor to take;
And when he draws him in his net,
his prey he doth him make.
10Himself he humbleth very low,
he croucheth down withal,
That so a multitude of poor
may by his strong ones fall.
11He thus hath said within his heart,
The Lord hath quite forgot;
He hides his countenance, and he
for ever sees it not.
12O Lord, do thou arise; O God,
lift up thine hand on high:
Put not the meek afflicted ones
out of thy memory.
13Why is it that the wicked man
thus doth the Lord despise?
Because that God will it require
he in his heart denies.
14Thou hast it seen; for their mischief
and spite thou wilt repay:
The poor commits himself to thee;
thou art the orphan's stay.
15The arm break of the wicked man,
and of the evil one;
Do thou seek out his wickedness,
until thou findest none.
16The Lord is King through ages all,
ev'n to eternity;
The heathen people from his land
are perish'd utterly.
17O Lord, of those that humble are
thou the desire didst hear;
Thou wilt prepare their heart, and thou
to hear wilt bend thine ear;
18To judge the fatherless, and those
that are oppressed sore;
That man, that is but sprung of earth,
may them oppress no more.