Justice Sought—Psalm 94

Jehovah! God of justice! come,
Shine forth, most righteous God!
Come, strike the proud oppressor dumb,
Arise, lift up thy rod.

How long shall slavery, Lord! prevail?
How long shall crime abound?
How long shall haughty tyrants rail?
How long their boasts resound?

See, Lord! a helpless race they grind,
And tread them in the dust!
The widow and her babes they bind,
To feed their cruel lust!

Hear how the vile oppressor cries—
“The Lord will not behold;
The God of Jacob will not rise,
And cast me from his fold!”

But thou, Jehovah! art to me,
A lofty, mighty tow'r;
The refuge into which I flee,
When days of darkness low'r.
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