^{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.

^{6 Ref} He hath said in his heart, `I am not moved,' To generation and generation not in evil.

^{7 Ref} Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue `is' perverseness and iniquity,

^{8 Ref} He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,

^{9 Ref} He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.

^{10 Ref} He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.

^{11 Ref} He said in his heart, `God hath forgotten, He hath hid His face, He hath never seen.'

^{12 Ref} Arise, O Jehovah! O God, lift up Thy hand! Forget not the humble.