Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God; For unto thee do I pray.

For he that maketh inquisition for blood remembereth them; He forgetteth not the cry of the poor.

For the needy shall not alway be forgotten, Nor the expectation of the poor perish for ever.

In the pride of the wicked the poor is hotly pursued; Let them be taken in the devices that they have conceived.

He lurketh in secret as a lion in his covert; He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.

Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand: Forget not the poor.

Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for.

The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times.

Ye put to shame the counsel of the poor, Because Jehovah is his refuge.

He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, And as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

Then the channels of waters appeared, And the foundations of the world were laid bare, At thy rebuke, O Jehovah, At the blast of the breath of thy nostrils.

With the pure thou wilt show thyself pure; And with the perverse thou wilt show thyself froward.

The precepts of Jehovah are right, rejoicing the heart: The commandment of Jehovah is pure, enlightening the eyes.

Be thou exalted, O Jehovah, in thy strength: So will we sing and praise thy power.

I was cast upon thee from the womb; Thou art my God since my mother bare me.

Deliver my soul from the sword, My darling from the power of the dog.

He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; Who hath not lifted up his soul unto falsehood, And hath not sworn deceitfully.

Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: Be their shepherd also, and bear them up for ever.

The voice of Jehovah maketh the hinds to calve, And strippeth the forests bare: And in his temple everything saith, Glory.

For this let every one that is godly pray unto thee in a time when thou mayest be found: Surely when the great waters overflow they shall not reach unto him.

A horse is a vain thing for safety; Neither doth he deliver any by his great power.

This poor man cried, and Jehovah heard him, And saved him out of all his troubles.

All my bones shall say, Jehovah, who is like unto thee, Who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, Yea, the poor and the needy from him that robbeth him?

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, To cast down the poor and needy, To slay such as are upright in the way.

I have seen the wicked in great power, And spreading himself like a green tree in its native soil.

But I am poor and needy; Yet the Lord thinketh upon me: Thou art my help and my deliverer; Make no tarrying, O my God.

Blessed is he that considereth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.

These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God, With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.

Both low and high, Rich and poor together.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol; For he will receive me. Selah

Slay them not, lest my people forget: Scatter them by thy power, and bring them down, O Lord our shield.

Trust in him at all times, ye people; Pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah

God hath spoken once, Twice have I heard this, That power belongeth unto God.

So have I looked upon thee in the sanctuary, To see thy power and thy glory.

They shall be given over to the power of the sword: They shall be a portion for foxes.

Say unto God, How terrible are thy works! Through the greatness of thy power shall thine enemies submit themselves unto thee.

Thy congregation dwelt therein: Thou, O God, didst prepare of thy goodness for the poor.

O God, thou art terrible out of thy holy places: The God of Israel, he giveth strength and power unto his people. Blessed be God.

Pour out thine indignation upon them, And let the fierceness of thine anger overtake them.

But I am poor and sorrowful: Let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.

But I am poor and needy; Make haste unto me, O God: Thou art my help and my deliverer; O Jehovah, make no tarrying.

He will judge thy people with righteousness, And thy poor with justice.

He will judge the poor of the people, He will save the children of the needy, And will break in pieces the oppressor.

For he will deliver the needy when he crieth, And the poor, that hath no helper.

He will have pity on the poor and needy, And the souls of the needy he will save.

And they shall live; and to him shall be given of the gold of Sheba: And men shall pray for him continually; They shall bless him all the day long.

Surely God is good to Israel, Even to such as are pure in heart.

Oh deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: Forget not the life of thy poor for ever.

Oh let not the oppressed return ashamed: Let the poor and needy praise thy name.

Glorious art thou and excellent, From the mountains of prey.

He caused the east wind to blow in the heavens; And by his power he guided the south wind.

Pour out thy wrath upon the nations that know thee not, And upon the kingdoms that call not upon thy name.

Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee: According to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to death;

The boar out of the wood doth ravage it, And the wild beasts of the field feed on it.

Judge the poor and fatherless: Do justice to the afflicted and destitute.

Rescue the poor and needy: Deliver them out of the hand of the wicked.

Bow down thine ear, O Jehovah, and answer me; For I am poor and needy.

What man is he that shall live and not see death, That shall deliver his soul from the power of Sheol? Selah

Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants; How I do bear in my bosom the reproach of all the mighty peoples,

Who knoweth the power of thine anger, And thy wrath according to the fear that is due unto thee?

They shall bear thee up in their hands, Lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.

The young lions roar after their prey, And seek their food from God.

Nevertheless he saved them for his name's sake, That he might make his mighty power to be known.

They joined themselves also unto Baal-peor, And ate the sacrifices of the dead.

Because he remembered not to show kindness, But persecuted the poor and needy man, And the broken in heart, to slay them .

For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.

Thy people offer themselves willingly In the day of thy power, in holy array: Out of the womb of the morning Thou hast the dew of thy youth.

He hath showed his people the power of his works, In giving them the heritage of the nations.

He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, And lifteth up the needy from the dunghill;

Let, I pray thee, thy lovingkindness be for my comfort, According to thy word unto thy servant.

Thy word is very pure; Therefore thy servant loveth it.

Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: They shall prosper that love thee.

Blessed be Jehovah, Who hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.

I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.

I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.

They shall speak of the glory of thy kingdom, And talk of thy power;

Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.

Praise ye Jehovah. Praise God in his sanctuary: Praise him in the firmament of his power.