He has said in his heart, the Mighty God has forgotten; He hides His face; He will never see it!

Arise, O Jehovah! O Mighty God, lift up Your hand! Forget not the lowly poor.

i1 [To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.] i0 par How long will You forget me, O Jehovah? Forever? How long will You hide Your face from me?

Your enemies roar in the midst of Your meeting place; they set up their banners for signs.

Why do the nations rage, and the peoples devise a vain thing?

The kings of the earth take their stand, and the rulers take counsel together, against Jehovah and against His anointed, saying,

Because your raging against Me, and your arrogance has come up into My ears, therefore I will put My hook in your nose, and My bridle in your lips, and I will turn you back by the way from which you came.

All your enemies have opened their mouth against you; they hiss and gnash the teeth; they say, We have swallowed her up. Certainly this is the day that we waited for. We have found it, we have seen it.

These will make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb will overcome them, for He is Lord of lords and King of kings; and those who are with Him are called, elect, and faithful.

Arise, go to Nineveh, the great city, and cry out against it; for their evil has come up before Me.