Psalm 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.