1Why art thou gone so far off, O LORD? whilt thou hide thyself in time of trouble?
2While the ungodly hath the over hand, the poor must suffer persecution: O that they were taken in the imagination which they go about.
3For the ungodly maketh boast(boost) of his own heart's desire, the covetous blesseth himself, and blasphemeth the LORD.
4The ungodly is so proud and full of indignation, that he careth not: neither is God before his eyes.
5His ways are alway filthy, thy judgments are far out of his sight, he defyeth all his enemies.
6For he sayeth in his heart: Tush, I shall never be cast down, there shall no harm happen to me.
7His mouth is full of cursing, fraud and deceit: under his tongue is travail and sorrow.
8He sitteth lurking in the gardens, that he may privily murder the innocent, his eyes are set upon the poor.
9He lieth waiting secretly, as it were a lion in his den. He lurketh that he may ravish the poor, yea to ravish the poor when he hath gotten him into his net.
10Then smiteth he, then oppresseth he and casteth down the poor with his authority.
11For he sayeth in his heart: Tush, God hath forgotten, he hath turned away his face, so that he will never see it.
12Arise O LORD God, lift up thine hand and forget not the poor.
13Wherefore should the wicked blaspheme God and say in his heart: tush, he careth not for it:
14This thou seest, for thou considerest the misery and sorrow. The poor giveth himself over in to thy hand, and committeth him unto thee, for thou art the helper of the friendless.
15Break thou the arm off the ungodly and malicious, search out the wickedness which he hath done, that he may perish.
16The LORD is King for ever, the Heathen shall perish out of his land.
17LORD, thou hearest the desirous longing of the poor: their heart is sure, that thine ear hearkeneth thereto.
18Help the fatherless and the poor unto their right, that the ungodly be no more exalted upon earth.