He who implanted the ear, won't he hear? He who formed the eye, won't he see?

Who will rise up for me against the wicked? Who will stand up for me against the evildoers?

Yahweh, you God to whom vengeance belongs, you God to whom vengeance belongs, shine forth.

When I said, "My foot is slipping!" Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up.

Blessed is the man whom you discipline, Yah, and teach out of your law;

In the multitude of my thoughts within me, your comforts delight my soul.

But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.

Yahweh knows the thoughts of man, that they are futile.

For Yahweh won't reject his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

Shall the throne of wickedness have fellowship with you, which brings about mischief by statute?

Unless Yahweh had been my help, my soul would have soon lived in silence.

Consider, you senseless among the people; you fools, when will you be wise?

Yahweh, how long will the wicked, how long will the wicked triumph?

Rise up, you judge of the earth. Pay back the proud what they deserve.

They pour out arrogant words. All the evildoers boast.

They say, "Yah will not see, neither will Jacob's God consider."

He who disciplines the nations, won't he punish? He who teaches man knows.

They kill the widow and the alien, and murder the fatherless.

He has brought on them their own iniquity, and will cut them off in their own wickedness. Yahweh, our God, will cut them off.

They break your people in pieces, Yahweh, and afflict your heritage.

For judgment will return to righteousness. All the upright in heart shall follow it.

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

that you may give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit is dug for the wicked.