How long, O Lord, will wicked people triumph? How long?
They cried out in a loud voice, “Holy and true Master, how long before you judge and take revenge on those living on earth who shed our blood?”
the triumph of the wicked is short-lived, and the joy of the godless person lasts only a moment?
They ridicule. They speak maliciously. They speak arrogantly about oppression.
You are my fortress, O God! Why have you rejected me? Why must I walk around in mourning while the enemy oppresses me?
You cry out, “Sword of the Lord, how long will you keep on fighting? Go back into your scabbard. Stay there and rest!”
How long, O Lord? Will you hide yourself forever? How long will your anger continue to burn like fire?
O Lord God, commander of armies, how long will you smolder in anger against the prayer of your people?
How long, O Lord? Will you remain angry forever? Will your fury continue to burn like fire?
So servants hung Haman’s ⌞dead body⌟ on the very pole he had prepared for Mordecai. Then the king got over his raging anger.
Esther answered, “Our vicious enemy is this wicked man Haman!” Then Haman became panic-stricken in the presence of the king and queen.
How long, O Lord, am I to cry for help, but you will not listen? I cry out to you, “There’s violence!” yet you will not come to the rescue.
