^{1 Ref} Why, Jehovah, dost Thou stand at a distance? Thou dost hide in times of adversity,

^{2 Ref} Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.

^{3 Ref} Because the wicked hath boasted Of the desire of his soul, And a dishonest gainer he hath blessed, He hath despised Jehovah.

^{4 Ref} The wicked according to the height of his face, inquireth not. `God is not!' `are' all his devices.

^{5 Ref} Pain do his ways at all times, On high `are' Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries -- he puffeth at them.