Why standest thou afar off, O Jehovah? Why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; Let them be taken in the devices that they have conceived.
For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, And the covetous renounceth, [yea], contemneth Jehovah.
The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, [saith], He will not require [it]. All his thoughts are, There is no God.
His ways are firm at all times; Thy judgments are far above out of his sight: As for all his adversaries, he puffeth at them.
He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved; To all generations I shall not be in adversity.