Psalm 82

God sits upon the Throne of Kings,
And Judges unto judgement brings:
Why then so long
Maintaine you wrong,
And favour Lawlesse things?

Defend the Poore, the Fatherlesse;
Their crying injuries redresse:
And vindicate
The Desolate,
Whom wicked men oppresse.

For they of knowledge have no Light,
Nor Will to know; but walke in Night.
Earths Bases faile;
No Lawes prevaile;
Scarce one in heart upright.

Though Gods, and Sons of the most High;
Yet you, like common men, shall die;
Like Princes fall.
Great God, judge all
The Earth, thy Monarchy.