1O Lord God the auenger, O God the auenger, shewe thy selfe clearely.

2Exalt thy selfe, O Iudge of the worlde, and render a reward to the proude.

3Lord how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?

4They prate and speake fiercely: all the workers of iniquitie vaunt themselues.

5They smite downe thy people, O Lord, and trouble thine heritage.

6They slay the widowe and the stranger, and murder the fatherlesse.

7Yet they say, The Lord shall not see: neither will the God of Iaakob regard it.

8Vnderstande ye vnwise among the people: and ye fooles, when will ye be wise?

9Hee that planted the eare, shall hee not heare? or he that formed the eye, shall he not see?

10Or he that chastiseth the nations, shall he not correct? hee that teacheth man knowledge, shall he not knowe?

11The Lord knoweth the thoughtes of man, that they are vanitie.

12Blessed is the man, whom thou chastisest, O Lord, and teachest him in thy Lawe,

13That thou mayest giue him rest from the dayes of euill, whiles the pitte is digged for the wicked.

14Surely the Lord will not faile his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

15For iudgement shall returne to iustice, and all the vpright in heart shall follow after it.

16Who will rise vp with me against the wicked? or who will take my part against the workers of iniquitie?

17If the Lord had not holpen me, my soule had almost dwelt in silence.

18When I said, My foote slideth, thy mercy, O Lord, stayed me.

19In the multitude of my thoughts in mine heart, thy comfortes haue reioyced my soule.

20Hath the throne of iniquitie fellowship with thee, which forgeth wrong for a Lawe?

21They gather them together against the soule of the righteous, and condemne the innocent blood.

22But the Lord is my refuge, and my God is the rocke of mine hope.

23And hee will recompence them their wickednes, and destroy them in their owne malice: yea, the Lord our God shall destroy them.