Psalms 94

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.

¹O Lord God, to whom vengeance belongeth; O God, to whom vengeance belongeth, shew thyself.

²Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth: render a reward to the proud.

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

⁴How long shall they utter and speak hard things? and all the workers of iniquity boast themselves?

⁵They break in pieces thy people, O Lord, and afflict thine heritage.

⁶They slay the widow and the stranger, and murder the fatherless.

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

⁸Understand, ye brutish among the people: and ye fools, when will ye be wise?

⁹He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?

¹⁰He that chastiseth the heathen, shall not he correct? he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he know?

¹¹The Lord knoweth the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.

¹²Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Lord, and teachest him out of thy law;

¹³That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit be digged for the wicked.

¹⁴For the Lord will not cast off his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

¹⁵But judgment shall return unto righteousness: and all the upright in heart shall follow it.

¹⁶Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?

¹⁷Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.

¹⁸When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.

¹⁹In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.

²⁰Shall the throne of iniquity have fellowship with thee, which frameth mischief by a law?

²¹They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

²²But the Lord is my defence; and my God is the rock of my refuge.

²³And he shall bring upon them their own iniquity, and shall cut them off in their own wickedness; yea, the Lord our God shall cut them off.