O Lord, why from thy servants sight now standest thou so farre?
Why hidest thou thy face from us, when times of trouble are?
[verse 2] The wicked persecute the poore, his hurt they proudly sought;
But in the plots which they have fram'd, let their owne solves be caught.
[verse 3] The wicked of his hearts desire doth boast, and thinks him blest,
Who is inrich't by covetousnesse, whom yet God doth detest.
[verse 4] The thoughts & looks of wicked men are listed up with pride:
So that they seek not God, but all their thoughts have God denide.
[verse 5] His waies still grievous are, thy waies are farre above his sight;
And at his enemies all in scorne he puffs, and sets them light.
[verse 6] And in his heart he thus doth say, I shall not moved be;
And no adversity or griefe for ever shall I see.