8 He sitteth lurking in the thievish corners of the streets: and privily in his lurking dens doth he murder the innocent; his eyes are set against the poor.
9 For he lieth waiting secretly, even as a lion lurketh he in his den: that he may ravish the poor.
10 He doth ravish the poor: when he getteth him into his net.
11 He falleth down, and humbleth himself: that the congregation of the poor may fall into the hands of his captains.
12 He hath said in his heart, Tush, God hath forgotten: he hideth away his face, and he will never see it.
13 Arise, O Lord God, and lift up thine hand: forget not the poor.
14 Wherefore should the wicked blaspheme God: while he doth say in his heart, Tush, thou God carest not for it.
15 Surely thou hast seen it: for thou beholdest ungodliness and wrong.
16 That thou mayest take the matter into thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; for thou art the helper of the friendless.
17 Break thou the power of the ungodly and malicious: take away his ungodliness, and thou shalt find none.