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Psalm 10

New Revised Standard NRS

1 Why, O Lord, do you stand far off? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

2 In arrogance the wicked persecute the poor— let them be caught in the schemes they have devised.

3 For the wicked boast of the desires of their heart, those greedy for gain curse and renounce the Lord.

4 In the pride of their countenance the wicked say, "God will not seek it out"; all their thoughts are, "There is no God."

5 Their ways prosper at all times; your judgments are on high, out of their sight; as for their foes, they scoff at them.

6 They think in their heart, "We shall not be moved; throughout all generations we shall not meet adversity."

7 Their mouths are filled with cursing and deceit and oppression; under their tongues are mischief and iniquity.

8 They sit in ambush in the villages; in hiding places they murder the innocent. Their eyes stealthily watch for the helpless;

9 they lurk in secret like a lion in its covert; they lurk that they may seize the poor; they seize the poor and drag them off in their net.

10 They stoop, they crouch, and the helpless fall by their might.

11 They think in their heart, "God has forgotten, he has hidden his face, he will never see it."

12 Rise up, O Lord; O God, lift up your hand; do not forget the oppressed.

13 Why do the wicked renounce God, and say in their hearts, "You will not call us to account"?

14 But you do see! Indeed you note trouble and grief, that you may take it into your hands; the helpless commit themselves to you; you have been the helper of the orphan.

15 Break the arm of the wicked and evildoers; seek out their wickedness until you find none.

16 The Lord is king forever and ever; the nations shall perish from his land.

17 O Lord, you will hear the desire of the meek; you will strengthen their heart, you will incline your ear

18 to do justice for the orphan and the oppressed, so that those from earth may strike terror no more.

The Message Bible MSG

1 God, are you avoiding me? Where are you when I need you?

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.

3 The wicked are windbags, the swindlers have foul breath.

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."

5 They care nothing for what you think; if you get in their way, they blow you off.

6 They live (they think) a charmed life: "We can't go wrong. This is our lucky year!"

7 They carry a mouthful of hexes, their tongues spit venom like adders.

8 They hide behind ordinary people, then pounce on their victims.

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.

10 The hapless fool is kicked to the ground, the unlucky victim is brutally axed.

11 He thinks God has dumped him, he's sure that God is indifferent to his plight.

12 Time to get up, God - get moving. The luckless think they're Godforsaken.

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.

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.

15 Break the wicked right arms, break all the evil left arms. Search and destroy every sign of crime.

16 God's grace and order wins; godlessness loses.

17 The victim's faint pulse picks up; the hearts of the hopeless pump red blood as you put your ear to their lips.

18 Orphans get parents, the homeless get homes. The reign of terror is over, the rule of the gang lords is ended.