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Psalm 10

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1 God, are you avoiding me? Where are you when I need you?
1 Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,
2 Full of hot air, the wicked are hot on the trail of the poor. Trip them up, tangle them up in their fine-tuned plots.
2 Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.
3 The wicked are windbags, the swindlers have foul breath.
3 Because the wicked hath boasted Of the desire of his soul, And a dishonest gainer he hath blessed, He hath despised Jehovah.
4 The wicked snub God, their noses stuck high in the air. Their graffiti are scrawled on the walls: "Catch us if you can!" "God is dead."
4 The wicked according to the height of his face, inquireth not. `God is not!' [are] all his devices.
5 They care nothing for what you think; if you get in their way, they blow you off.
5 Pain do his ways at all times, On high [are] Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries -- he puffeth at them.
6 They live (they think) a charmed life: "We can't go wrong. This is our lucky year!"
6 He hath said in his heart, `I am not moved,' To generation and generation not in evil.
7 They carry a mouthful of hexes, their tongues spit venom like adders.
7 Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue [is] perverseness and iniquity,
8 They hide behind ordinary people, then pounce on their victims.
8 He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
9 They mark the luckless, then wait like a hunter in a blind; When the poor wretch wanders too close, they stab him in the back.
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
10 The hapless fool is kicked to the ground, the unlucky victim is brutally axed.
10 He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
11 He thinks God has dumped him, he's sure that God is indifferent to his plight.
11 He said in his heart, `God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'
12 Time to get up, God - get moving. The luckless think they're Godforsaken.
12 Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
13 They wonder why the wicked scorn God and get away with it, Why the wicked are so cocksure they'll never come up for audit.
13 Wherefore hath the wicked despised God? He hath said in his heart, `It is not required.'
14 But you know all about it - the contempt, the abuse. I dare to believe that the luckless will get lucky someday in you. You won't let them down: orphans won't be orphans forever.
14 Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave [it], Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper.
15 Break the wicked right arms, break all the evil left arms. Search and destroy every sign of crime.
15 Break the arm of the wicked and the evil, Seek out his wickedness, find none;
16 God's grace and order wins; godlessness loses.
16 Jehovah [is] king to the age, and for ever, The nations have perished out of His land!
17 The victim's faint pulse picks up; the hearts of the hopeless pump red blood as you put your ear to their lips.
17 The desire of the humble Thou hast heard, O Jehovah. Thou preparest their heart; Thou causest Thine ear to attend,
18 Orphans get parents, the homeless get homes. The reign of terror is over, the rule of the gang lords is ended.
18 To judge the fatherless and bruised: He addeth no more to oppress -- man of the earth!
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
Young's Literal Translation is in the public domain.