Why wilt thou hide thy face? wilt thou forget our affliction and our oppression?
Why wilt thou hide thy face, and reckon me for an enemy to thee?
Wherefore, O Jehovah, wilt thou stand afar off? wilt thou hide for times in straits?
Saying in his heart, God forgat: he hid his face; not seeing forever.
To the overseer; chanting of David.
Rouse up and awake to judgment, my God and my Lord, for my contention.
I will say to God my rock, Wherefore didst thou forget me? wherefore darkened shall I go for the oppression of the enemy?
Thou wilt not give the soul of thy turtle-dove to the beast: the life of thy poor thou wilt not forget forever.
Thou wilt not forget the voice of thine adversaries: the pride of them rising up against thee going up always
Rouse up, rouse up, put on strength, thou arm of Jehovah; rouse up as the days of old, of everlasting generations. Was it not with him cutting off Rahab, wounding the sea monster?
And he will say, I will hide my face from them; I will see what shall be after them: For they a generation of perverseness, Sons no faith in them.