2 Be lifted up, O Judge of the earth, Send back a recompence on the proud.
3 Till when [do] the wicked, O Jehovah? Till when do the wicked exult?
4 They utter -- they speak an old saw, All working iniquity do boast themselves.
5 Thy people, O Jehovah, they bruise, And Thine inheritance they afflict.
6 Widow and sojourner they slay, And fatherless ones they murder.
7 And they say, `Jehovah doth not see, And the God of Jacob doth not consider.`
8 Consider, ye brutish among the people, And ye foolish, when do ye act wisely?
