ARISE, O LORD; O GOD, LIFT UP THINE HAND

PSALM 10:12-18
 
ARISE, O LORD; O GOD, 
LIFT UP THINE HAND: 
FORGET NOT THE HUMBLE.
WHEREFORE DOTH 
THE WICKED CONTEMN GOD? 
HE HATH SAID IN HIS HEART, 
THOU WILT NOT REQUIRE IT.
THOU HAST SEEN IT; 
FOR THOU BEHOLDEST 
MISCHIEF AND SPITE, 
 TO REQUITE IT 
WITH THY HAND: 
THE POOR COMMITTETH 
HIMSELF UNTO THEE; 
THOU ART THE HELPER 
OF THE FATHERLESS.
BREAK THOU 
THE ARM OF THE WICKED 
AND 
THE EVIL MAN: 
SEEK OUT 
HIS WICKEDNESS TILL 
THOU FIND NONE.
THE LORD IS KING FOR 
EVER AND EVER: 
PERISHED OUT OF HIS LAND.
LORD, THOU HAST 
HEARD THE DESIRE 
OF THE HUMBLE: 
THOU WILT PREPARE 
THEIR HEART,
 THOU WILT CAUSE 
THINE EAR TO HEAR:
TO JUDGE THE FATHERLESS 
AND THE OPPRESSED, 
THAT
THE MAN OF 
THE EARTH MAY NO MORE OPPRESS. 
 
LOVE
 
BLESSED Juneteenth! 
THANK YOU ADONAI! 

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