Psalms 94

Jehovah implored to avenge his people.

Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth:

Jehovah, how long shall the wicked,

They prate, they speak arrogantly:

They break in pieces thy people, O Jehovah,

They slay the widow and the sojourner,

And they say, Jehovah will not see,

Consider, ye brutish among the people;

He that planted the ear, shall he not hear?

He that chastiseth the nations, shall not he correct,

Jehovah knoweth the thoughts of man,

Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Jehovah,

That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adversity,

For Jehovah will not cast off his people,

For judgment shall return unto righteousness;

Who will rise up for me against the evil-doers?

Unless Jehovah had been my help,

When I said, My foot slippeth;

In the multitude of my thoughts within me Thy comforts delight my soul.

Shall the throne of wickedness have fellowship with thee,

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous,

But Jehovah hath been my high tower,

And he hath brought upon them their own iniquity,