Psalm 94 (Deus ultionum Dominus)

God of revenge, revenging God, appeare:
To recompence the proud, Earthes judge arise.
How long, O Lord, how long unpunisht beare
Shall these vile men their joyes, their jolities?
How long thus talk, and talking tiranize?
Cursedly doe, and doing proudly boast?
This people crush by thee affected most?
This land afflict, where thy possession lies?

For these the widow and the stranger slay:
These work the orphans deadly overthrow.
God shall not see them, in their thoughts, they say.
The God of Jacob, he shall never know.
O fooles, this folly when will you forgoe,
And wisdome learne? who first the eare did plant,
Shall he him self not heare? sight shall he want,
From whose first workmanshipp the eye did grow?

Who checks the world, shall he not you reprove?
Shall knowledge lack, who all doth knowledge lend?
Nay, ev'n the thoughts of men who raignes above,
He knowes, and knowes they more then vainly end.
Then blest who in thy schoole his age doth spend;
Whom thou, O Lord, dost in thy law enforme,
Thy harbour shall him shrowd from ruines storme,
While pitts are dig'd where such men shall descend.

For sure the Lord his folk will not forsake,
But ever prove to his possession true;
Judgment againe the course of justice take,
And all right hartes shall God their guide ensue.
See, if you doubt against the canckred crue,
Those mischief-masters, who for me did stand?
The Lord, none els: but for whose aiding hand,
Silence by now had held my soule in mew.

But, Lord, thy goodnes did me then uphold,
Ev'n when I said now, now I faint, I fall:
And quailed in mind-combats manifold
Thie consolations did my joyes recall.
Then what society hold'st thou at all,
What frendshipp with the throne of misery?
Which law pretends, intends, but injury,
And justice doth unjust vexation call.

To counsell where conspired caitives flock
The just to slay, and faultlesse bloud to spill?
O no: my God, Jehova is my rock,
My rock of refuge, my defensive hill,
He on their heades shall well repay their ill:
Jehova, loe! the God in whome we joy,
Destroy them shall, shall them at once destroy:
And what the meane? their owne malicious will.