Psalm XCIV

Righteous Lord God, to whom alone
[Final] revenging doth belong;
Shew men that Justice is thy work,
And [surely] God avengeth wrong.

Lift up thy self, thou Judge of all,
The proud do thou [check and] reward:

How long shall wicked men triumph,
[Even they] that do not God regard?

Shall they still speak false and hard things,
And [their tongues] utter cruelty?
How low shall they triumph and boast,
Who [plot and] work iniquity?

Thy people they in pieces break;
Thy heritage [do they] afflict.

Widows, strangers, and fatherless,
They murder, or [by wrong] deject.

Yet say they, God doth not this see;
Nor [doth he] it regard and know.

Ye brutish people understand,
[Ye fools] when will ye wiser grow?

Shall he not hear who made the ear?
Nor [all things] see, that form'd the eye?

He that the heathen doth chastise,
Shall [judge and] correct righteously.
He that all knowledge teacheth man,
What can [from him] concealed be?

The Lord knows all the thoughts of man,
[He sees] that they are vanity.

O blessed is the man who is
[In love] chastis'd by thee, O Lord:
And thou effectually dost teach
[Withal] out of thy holy Word.

That thou may'st give him rest from times
Of [sad and] sharp adversity;
Until the pit be dig'd for them
That [still do] work iniquity.

God who corrects, will not cast off
[His flock,] nor his sure Covenant break;
Nor his belov'd inheritance
Will [ever] utterly forsake.

Judgment shall Righteousness restore,
And Truth [ earth] return again;
And all shall follw after it
Who upright [hearted] do remain.

Who will rise up for me against
The wicked doer's [cruel] band?
The workers of iniquity,
Who will against them [for me] stand?

Unless the Lord had been my help,
I had dwelt [quickly] in the grave:

But wh I said, My foot doth slip,
[O Lord] my mercy did me save.

And in the croud and multitude
Of [troubling] thoughts that in me roul,
Within me thy sweet comforts dwell,
And do delight my [troubled] soul.

Shall the Throne of iniquity
Have [any] fellowship with thee?
Which frameth mischief by a Law,
And pleads its own [unjust] decree.

They all conspire against the lives
Of [the most] righteous men and good;
And by their Law ujustly do
Condemn [and shed] the guiltless blood.

But God alone against them all
Is my [secure] defence and stay;
The Lord my God my refuge is,
My rock of strength [and trust] alway.

The Lord our God shall bring on them
Their own [works of] iniquity;
In their own sin he'll cut them off:
[The Lord] he'll do it certainly.