1Why standest thou afar off, O Lord?
why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
2In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued;
Let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined
3For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire,
And the covetous renounceth, yea, contemneth the Lord
4The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith, He will not require it.
All his thoughts are, There is no God
5His ways are firm at all times;
thy judgements are far above out of his sight:
As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them
6He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved:
To all generations I shall not be in adversity
7His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression:
Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity
8He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages:
In the covert places doth he murder the innocent:
His eyes are privily set against the helpless
9He lurketh in the covert as a lion in his den:
He lieth in wait to catch the poor:
He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net
10He croucheth, he boweth down,
And the helpless fall by his strong ones
11He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten:
He hideth his face;
he will never see it
12Arise, O Lord;
O God, lift up thine hand:
Forget not the poor
13Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God,
And say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?
14Thon hast seen it;
for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to take it into thy hand:
The helpless committeth himself unto thee;
Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless
15Break thou the arm of the wicked;
And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till thou find none
16The Lord is King for ever and ever:
The nations are perished out of his land
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the meek:
Thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
18To judge the fatherless and the oppressed,
That man which is of the earth may be terrible no more.