For all who are ill-treated, the LORD brings justice.
You help everyone in need, and you defend them when they are on trial.
But you, LORD, tell them, “I will do something! The poor are ill-treated and helpless people moan. I'll rescue all who suffer.”
He gives justice to the poor and food to the hungry. The LORD sets prisoners free
Every bone in my body will shout: “No one is like the LORD!” You protect the helpless from those in power; you save the poor and needy from those who hurt them.
Do this because the king rescues the homeless when they cry out, and he helps everyone who is poor and in need.
Let the king defend the poor, rescue the homeless, and crush everyone who hurts them.
The poor can run to you because you are a fortress in times of trouble.
If you ill-treat the poor, you insult your Creator; if you are kind to them, you show him respect.
Don't move a boundary marker or take the land that belongs to orphans.
None of you honour your parents, and you cheat foreigners, orphans, and widows.
When the servant returned, he said, “Master, I've done what you told me, and there is still plenty of room for more people.”
You ill-treat the poor. But isn't it the rich who boss you around and drag you off to court?