and prosperous, but you refuse to help the poor get the justice they deserve.
Robbers and other godless people live safely at home and say, “God is in our hands!”
Those liars have no sense, but I find happiness in your Law.
Let the king defend the poor, rescue the homeless, and crush everyone who hurts them.
Yet all goes well for them, and they live in peace.
They never have to suffer, they stay healthy,
The LORD destroys the homes of those who are proud, but he protects the property of widows.
Your leaders have rejected me to become friends of crooks; your rulers are looking for gifts and bribes. Widows and orphans never get a fair trial.
Whenever I complain to you, LORD, you are always fair. But now I have questions about your justice. Why is life easy for sinners? Why are they successful?
You are so clever at finding lovers that you could give lessons to a prostitute.
Stop taking advantage of foreigners, orphans, and widows. Don't kill innocent people. And stop worshipping other gods.
You women of Samaria are fat cows! You ill-treat and abuse the poor and needy, then you say to your husbands, “Bring us more drinks!”
Don't ill-treat widows or orphans or foreigners or anyone who is poor, and stop making plans to hurt each other.”
I have heard terrible things about some of you. In fact, you are behaving worse than the Gentiles. A man is even sleeping with his own stepmother.
Israel, you grew fat and rebelled against God, your Creator; you rejected the Mighty Rock, your only place of safety.