The
wicked, mindless of God, oppress the helpless. God, their Protector, will intervene. Where
are you, Lord, Sinners
hound the poor The
wicked boast They
say with contempt, They
claim to be invincible, They
wait in ambush near towns; They
lurk as a lion They
crouch to the ground, Arise,
God, and act; You
observe our trouble and grief, The
poor entrust their lives to you, You
reign for ever, Lord, Lord,
hear the longing of the poor, The International Commission on English in the Liturgy The Psalter (Chicago, IL: Archdiocese of Chicago: Liturgy Training Publications, 1995). |