Geneva(i)
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.