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1 Why stand­est thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trou­ble?
2 The wicked in his pride doth per­se­cute the poor: let them be tak­en in the de­vices that they have imag­ined.
3 For the wicked boast­eth of his heart's de­sire, and bles­seth the cov­etous, whom the LORD ab­hor­reth.
4 The wicked, through the pride of his coun­te­nance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
5 His ways are al­ways grievous; thy judg­ments are far above out of his sight: as for all his en­e­mies, he puffeth at them.
6 He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall nev­er be in ad­ver­si­ty.
7 His mouth is full of curs­ing and de­ceit and fraud: un­der his tongue is mis­chief and van­i­ty.
8 He sit­teth in the lurk­ing places of the vil­lages: in the se­cret places doth he mur­der the in­no­cent: his eyes are priv­i­ly set against the poor.
9 He li­eth in wait se­cret­ly as a lion in his den: he li­eth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.
10 He croucheth, and hum­bleth him­self, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath for­got­ten: he hideth his face; he will nev­er see it.
12 Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: for­get not the hum­ble.
13 Where­fore doth the wicked con­temn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not re­quire it.
14 Thou hast seen it; for thou be­hold­est mis­chief and spite, to re­quite it with thy hand: the poor com­mit­teth him­self unto thee; thou art the helper of the fa­ther­less.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wicked­ness till thou find none.
16 The LORD is King for ever and ev­er: the hea­then are per­ished out of his land.
17 LORD, thou hast heard the de­sire of the hum­ble: thou wilt pre­pare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
18 To judge the fa­ther­less and the op­pressed, that the man of the earth may no more op­press.