O God, to whom revenge belongs, Thy vengeance now disclose

1 Vengeance belongs to thee, O GOD,
Thy Justice now disclose;
Arise, thou Judge of all the Earth,
And crush thy haughty Foes:
How long, O LORD, shall sinful Men,
Their solemn Triumphs make?
How long their wicked Actions boast,
And insolently speak?

2 Not only they thy Saints oppress,
But unprovok'd, they spill
The Widow's and the Stranger's Blood,
And helpless Orphans kill:
"And yet the LORD shall ne'er perceive,
(Profanely thus they speak)
"Nor any Notice of our Deeds,
"The God of Jacob take."

8 At length, ye stupid Fools, your Wants
Endeavour to discern;
In Folly will you still proceed,
And Wisdom never learn?
Can he be deaf who form'd the Ear,
Or blind who fram'd the Eye?
Shall Earth's great Judge not punish those,
Who his known Will defy?

4 He fathoms all the Thoughts of Men,
To him their Hearts lie bare;
His Eyes survey them all, and see
How vain their Counsels are.

Part II

5 Blest is the Man whom thou, O LORD,
In Kindness dost chastise;
And by thy sacred Rules to walk,
Most lovingly advise:
This Man shall Rest and Safety find.
In Seasons of Distress;
Whilst GOD prepares a Pit for those,
That stubbornly transgress.

6 For GOD will never from his Saints
His Favour wholly take;
His own Possession and his Lot,
He will not quite forsake:
The World shall then confess thee just,
On all that thou hast done;
And those that choose thy upright Ways,
Shall in those Paths go on.

7 Who will appear in my Behalf,
When wicked Men invade?
Or who, when Sinners would oppress,
My righteous Cause shall plead?
Long since had I in Silence slept,
But that the LORD was near,
To stay me when I slipt, when sad,
My troubled Heart to chear.

8 Wilt thou, who art a GOD most just,
Their sinful Throne sustain,
Who make the Law a fair Pretence
Their wicked Ends to gain?
Against the Lives of righteous Men,
They form their close Design;
And Blood of Innocence to spill,
In solemn League combine.

9 But my Defence is firmly plac'd
In GOD the LORD most high:
He is my Rock, to which I may
For Refuge always fly:
The LORD shall cause their ill Designs,
On their own Heads to fall:
He in their Sins shall cut them off,
Our GOD shall slay them all.

Source: The Psalms of David: with the Ten Commandments, Creed, Lord's Prayer, &c. in metre...for the use of the Reformed Protestant Dutch church of the city of New York #XCIV