8He is waiting in the dark places of the towns: in the secret places he puts to death those who have done no wrong: his eyes are secretly turned against the poor.
9He keeps himself in a secret place like a lion in his hole, waiting to put his hands on the poor man, and pulling him into his net.
10The upright are crushed and made low, and the feeble are overcome by his strong ones.
11He says in his heart, God has no memory of me: his face is turned away; he will never see it.
12Up! O Lord; let your hand be lifted: give thought to the poor.
13Why has the evil-doer a low opinion of God, saying in his heart, You will not make search for it?
14You have seen it; for your eyes are on sorrow and grief, to take it into your hand: the poor man puts his faith in you; you have been the helper of the child who has no father.
