8He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
9He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
10He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
11He said in his heart, `God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.`
12Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.
13Wherefore hath the wicked despised God? He hath said in his heart, `It is not required.`
14Thou hast seen, For Thou perverseness and anger beholdest; By giving into Thy hand, On Thee doth the afflicted leave [it], Of the fatherless Thou hast been an helper.
