Psalm 94

1God of vengeance — Jehovah! God of vengeance, shine forth.

2Be lifted up, O Judge of the earth, Send back a recompence on the proud.

3Till when do the wicked, O Jehovah? Till when do the wicked exult?

4They utter — they speak an old saw, All working iniquity do boast themselves.

5Thy people, O Jehovah, they bruise, And Thine inheritance they afflict.

6Widow and sojourner they slay, And fatherless ones they murder.

7And they say, 'Jehovah doth not see, And the God of Jacob doth not consider.'

8Consider, ye brutish among the people, And ye foolish, when do ye act wisely?

9He who planteth the ear doth He not hear? He who formeth the eye doth He not see?

10He who is instructing nations, Doth He not reprove? He who is teaching man knowledge is Jehovah.

11He knoweth the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.

12O the happiness of the man Whom Thou instructest, O Jah, And out of Thy law teachest him,

13To give rest to him from days of evil, While a pit is digged for the wicked.

14For Jehovah leaveth not His people, And His inheritance forsaketh not.

15For to righteousness judgment turneth back, And after it all the upright of heart,

16Who riseth up for me with evil doers? Who stationeth himself for me with workers of iniquity?

17Unless Jehovah were a help to me, My soul had almost inhabited silence.

18If I have said, 'My foot hath slipped,' Thy kindness, O Jehovah, supporteth me.

19In the abundance of my thoughts within me, Thy comforts delight my soul.

20Is a throne of mischief joined with Thee? A framer of perverseness by statute?

21They decree against the soul of the righteous, And innocent blood declare wicked.

22And Jehovah is for a high place to me, And my God is for a rock — my refuge,

23And turneth back on them their iniquity, And in their wickedness cutteth them off; Jehovah our God doth cut them off!