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Psalm 10
Why do you stand far off, O Yahweh?
Why hide yourself in times of trouble?
2 In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued;
Let them be taken in the devices that they have conceived.
3 For the wicked boasts of his heart’s desire,
And the covetous renounces, yes, condemns Yahweh.
4 The wicked, in the pride of his countenance, says,
He will not require it.
All his thoughts are,
There is no Elohim.
5 His ways are firm at all times;
Your judgments are far above out of his sight:
As for all his adversaries, he puffs at them.
6 He says in his heart, I shall not be moved;
To all generations I shall not be in adversity.
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression:
Under his tongue is mischief and iniquity.
8 He sits in the lurking-places of the villages;
In the secret places he murders the innocent;
His eyes are privately set against the helpless.
9 He lurks in secret as a lion in his covert;
He lies in wait to catch the poor:
He catches the poor, when he draws him in his net.
10 He crouches, he bows down,
And the helpless fall by his strong ones.
11 He says in his heart, El has forgotten;
He hides his face; he will never see it.
12 Arise, O Yahweh; O El, lift up your hand:
Forget not the poor.
13 Why does the wicked despise Elohim,
And say in his heart,
You will not require it?
14 You have seen it; for you behold mischief and spite, to requite it with your hand:
The helpless commits himself to you;
You have been the helper of the fatherless.
15 Break the arm of the wicked;
And as for the evil man, seek out his wickedness till you find none.
16 Yahweh is King for ever and ever:
The nations are perished out of his land.
17 Yahweh, you have heard the desire of the meek:
You will prepare their heart, you will cause your ear to hear;
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed,
That man who is of the earth may be terrible no more.
For the Chief Musician.
A Psalm of David.
Psalm 11
In Yahweh I take refuge:
How say you to my soul,
Flee as a bird to your mountain;
2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow,
They make ready their arrow upon the string,
That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;
3 If the foundations be destroyed,
What can the righteous do?
4 Yahweh is in his holy temple;
Yahweh, his throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5 Yahweh tries the righteous;
But the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.
6 Upon the wicked he will rain snares;
Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For Yahweh is righteous; he loves righteousness:
The upright shall behold his face.
For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith.
A Psalm of David.
Psalm 12
Help, Yahweh; for the righteous man ceases;
For the faithful fail from among the children of men.
2 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor:
With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.
3 Yahweh will cut off all flattering lips,
The tongue that speaks great things;
4 Who have said,
With our tongue will we prevail;
Our lips are our own: who is ruler over us?
5 Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy,
Now will I arise, says Yahweh; I will set him in the safety he pants for.
6 The words of Yahweh are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth;
Purified seven times.
7 You will keep them, O Yahweh,
You will preserve them from this generation forever.
8 The wicked walk on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
For the Chief Musician.
A Psalm of David.
