Psaumes 10.11
New International Version

Le méchant et son sort

¹ Why, Lord, do you stand far off?
Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

² In his arrogance the wicked man hunts down the weak,
who are caught in the schemes he devises.

³ He boasts about the cravings of his heart;
he blesses the greedy and reviles the Lord.

⁴ In his pride the wicked man does not seek him;
in all his thoughts there is no room for God.

⁵ His ways are always prosperous;
your laws are rejected by him;
he sneers at all his enemies.

⁶ He says to himself, “Nothing will ever shake me.”
He swears, “No one will ever do me harm.”

⁷ His mouth is full of lies and threats;
trouble and evil are under his tongue.

⁸ He lies in wait near the villages;
from ambush he murders the innocent.
His eyes watch in secret for his victims;

⁹ like a lion in cover he lies in wait.
He lies in wait to catch the helpless;
he catches the helpless and drags them off in his net.

¹⁰ His victims are crushed, they collapse;
they fall under his strength.

¹¹ He says to himself, “God will never notice;
he covers his face and never sees.”

¹² Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God.
Do not forget the helpless.

¹³ Why does the wicked man revile God?
Why does he say to himself,
“He won’t call me to account”?

¹⁴ But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted;
you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
you are the helper of the fatherless.

¹⁵ Break the arm of the wicked man;
call the evildoer to account for his wickedness
that would not otherwise be found out.

¹⁶ The Lord is King for ever and ever;
the nations will perish from his land.

¹⁷ You, Lord, hear the desire of the afflicted;
you encourage them, and you listen to their cry,

¹⁸ defending the fatherless and the oppressed,
so that mere earthly mortals
will never again strike terror.