Chapter Text
10:1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
10:2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
10:3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
10:4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
10:5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
10:6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
10:7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
10:8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
10:9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
10:10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
10:11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
10:12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
10:13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
10:14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
10:15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
10:16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
10:17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
10:18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.