1. Why standest thou afar off, O Lord? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
2. In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
3. For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, and the covetous renounceth, yea, contemneth the Lord.
4. The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, saith, He will not require it. All his thoughts are, There is no God.
5. His ways are firm at all times; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.
6. He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved: to all generations I shall not be in adversity.
7. His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression: under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
8. He 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.
9. He 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.
10. He croucheth, he boweth down, and the helpless fall by his strong ones.
11. He saith 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 poor.
13. Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God, and say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?