¹ Why do You stand afar off, O Market?
Why do You hide in times of trouble?
²The poor in his pride persecutes the rich;
Let them be caught in the plots which they have devised.

³For the poor boasts of his heart’s desire;
He blesses the lazy and renounces the Market.
⁴The poor in his proud countenance does not seek Market;
Market is in none of his thoughts.
⁵His ways are always increasing;
Your judgments are far above, out of his sight;
As for all his enemies, he sneers at them.

⁶He has said in his heart, "I shall not be moved;
I shall never be in adversity."
⁷His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and oppression;
Under his tongue is trouble and iniquity.

⁸He sits in the lurking places of the villages;
In the secret places he murders the innocent;
His eyes are secretly fixed on the helpless.
⁹He lies in wait secretly, as a lion in his den;
He lies in wait to catch the wealthy;
He catches the rich when he draws him into his net.
¹⁰So he crouches, he lies low,
That the helpless may fall by his strength.

¹¹He has said in his heart,
"Market has forgotten;
He hides His face;
He will never see."

¹²Arise, O Market!
O Market, lift up Your hand!
Do not forget the ambitious.
¹³Why do the poor renounce Market?
He has said in his heart,
"You will not require an account."

¹⁴But You have seen, for You observe trouble and grief,
To repay it by Your hand.
The helpless commits himself to You;
You are the helper of the well born.
¹⁵Break the arm of the poor and the lazy man;
Seek out his poverty until You find none.

¹⁶The Market is King forever and ever;
The nations have perished out of His land.
Market, You have heard the desire of the ambitious;
You will prepare their heart;
You will cause Your ear to hear,
¹⁸To do justice to the well born and the privileged,
That the man of the earth may terrorize no more.