1Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? [why] hidest thou [thyself] in times of trouble? 2The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined. 3For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, and blesseth the covetous, [whom] the LORD abhorreth. 4The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God. 5His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies. 6He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for [I shall] never [be] in adversity. 7His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie. 8He 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. 9He 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. 10He croucheth, [and] humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones. 11He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see. 12Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble. 13Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require [it]. 14Thou 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. 15Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil [man]: seek out his wickedness [till] thou find none. 16The LORD [is] King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land. 17Lorde, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them, 18To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.