1Yo, Lord God, the one who’s all about that vengeance; show up and flex on ‘em.

2Rise up, Judge of the earth: give some justice to the proud, fr.

3Lord, how long will the wicked be thriving? This is sus.

4For real, how long will they be talking trash? All these bad vibes are wild.

5They’re breaking your people, Lord, and messing with your crew.

6They’re taking out the widows and the strangers, and straight-up hurting the orphans.

7And they’re like, “God ain’t watching,” but that’s hella wrong.

8Get it together, you clueless peeps: when will you level up?

9The one who made ears, you think He can’t hear? The one who formed eyes, you think He can’t see?

10The one who disciplines the nations, you think He won’t set things straight? He’s got the knowledge, no cap.

11The Lord knows what’s on our minds, and it’s all just empty vibes.

12Blessed is the dude you correct, Lord, and teach from your laws; that’s lit.

13So you can give him chill time from tough days, until the wicked get their comeuppance.

14For real, the Lord won’t ditch His people or forget His squad.

15But justice will come back to what’s right: all the real ones will follow it.

16Who’s gonna step up for me against the bad guys? Who’s got my back against the shady?

17If the Lord wasn’t my ride or die, I’d be lost in silence, fr.

18When I said, “I’m slipping,” your mercy, Lord, kept me steady.

19In all my thoughts, your comforts are straight-up vibing with my soul.

20Can the throne of wickedness chill with you, making up laws for chaos?

21They’re teaming up against the righteous and calling out the innocent; that’s savage.

22But the Lord is my shield; my God is my solid ground.

23He’ll bring their own bad vibes back to them and cut them off; our God’s got this.

1O Lord God, to whom vengeance belongeth; O God, to whom vengeance belongeth, shew thyself.

2Lift up thyself, thou judge of the earth: render a reward to the proud.

3Lord, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?

4How long shall they utter and speak hard things? and all the workers of iniquity boast themselves?

5They break in pieces thy people, O Lord, and afflict thine heritage.

6They slay the widow and the stranger, and murder the fatherless.

7Yet they say, The Lord shall not see, neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.

8Understand, ye brutish among the people: and ye fools, when will ye be wise?

9He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?

10He that chastiseth the heathen, shall not he correct? he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he know?

11The Lord knoweth the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.

12Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Lord, and teachest him out of thy law;

13That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit be digged for the wicked.

14For the Lord will not cast off his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

15But judgment shall return unto righteousness: and all the upright in heart shall follow it.

16Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?

17Unless the Lord had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.

18When I said, My foot slippeth; thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.

19In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.

20Shall the throne of iniquity have fellowship with thee, which frameth mischief by a law?

21They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

22But the Lord is my defence; and my God is the rock of my refuge.

23And he shall bring upon them their own iniquity, and shall cut them off in their own wickedness; yea, the Lord our God shall cut them off.