Penitentia, 10.10.10.10. [G]
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1 Why do You stand so far away, O LORD?
Why do You hide Your self in troublous times?
2 In arrogance the wicked trap the poor;
let them be caught in schemes they have devised.
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3 The wicked boasts about his heart's desires;
The covetous renounces, spurns the LORD.
4 In pride the wicked sees no need to seek;
In all his thoughts he says, "There is no God."
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5 He's self assured, Your judgments far from him.
At all his foes he only puffs in scorn.
6 In heart he thinks, "I never shall be moved;
Through ages all no evil shall I meet."
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7 His mouth is filled with oaths and lies and threats:
Beneath his tongue are evil thoughts and deeds.
8 He sits in ambush mid the village homes;
The innocent he murders secretly.
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In stealth he watches for some hapless one.
9 He like a lion crouches in his den.
He hides himself that he may seize the poor;
To seize the poor he traps him in his net.
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10 The hapless one he crushes, tramples down,
When he has made him fall beneith his might.
11 In heart he thinks, "God has forgotten this;
He hid His face, so He will never see."
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