Psalm 10

O LORD, why do you stand remote

and stay so far away?

Why do you hide yourself from us

when trouble comes our way?

The wicked in his arrogance

hunts down the weak and poor,

Who in the snares that he has set

are caught and held secure.

About the cravings of his heart

he speaks with boastful word;

He praises people filled with greed

while he reviles the LORD.

The wicked does not seek the LORD

because he is so proud,

And in his inmost thoughts there is

no room at all for God.

His ways are always prosperous;

he strikes a haughty pose.

He keeps his distance from your laws;

he sneers at all his foes.

He reassures himself and says,

“No threat will topple me—

I will be happy evermore;

from trouble I’ll be free.”

The wicked’s mouth is always full

of curses, threats and lies;

Evil and trouble from his tongue

continually arise.

He lies in wait near villages

his victims’ blood to spill;

He lurks in secret ambushes

the innocent to kill.

Like lions crouching secretly

he waits for helpless prey.

He pounces on the weak and poor;

his net drags them away.

His victims by his strength are crushed;

his prey collapse and fall.

He thinks, “God does not notice it;

he does not see at all.”

Arise, LORD God, lift up your hand;

do not forget the poor.

Why does the wicked say of God,

“My conduct he’ll ignore”?

But you, O God, do see such wrong

and you will bring redress.

The victim puts his trust in you;

you help the fatherless.

LORD, break the wicked person’s power

and call him to account

For all the evil which he thought

would never be found out.

The LORD will ever reign as king;

his throne will always stand.

The heathen nations of the world

will perish from his land.

O LORD, the needy ones’ desire

you answer from on high;

You give encouragement to them

and listen to their cry.

For you defend the fatherless

and those who are oppressed,

So that from fear of mortal man

the helpless may have rest.