Why do you hide your face and forget our misery and oppression?
Why do you hide your face and consider me your enemy?
Why, Lord, do you stand far off? Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?
He says to himself, “God will never notice; he covers his face and never sees.”
How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
Awake, and rise to my defense! Contend for me, my God and Lord.
I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”
Do not hand over the life of your dove to wild beasts; do not forget the lives of your afflicted people forever.
Do not ignore the clamor of your adversaries, the uproar of your enemies, which rises continually.
Awake, awake, arm of the Lord, clothe yourself with strength! Awake, as in days gone by, as in generations of old. Was it not you who cut Rahab to pieces, who pierced that monster through?
“I will hide my face from them,” he said, “and see what their end will be; for they are a perverse generation, children who are unfaithful.