There Where the Judges Gather

There where the judg­es ga­ther

A great­er takes His seat;

How long

He asks the judg­es

“Will ye pro­nounce de­ceit?

How long re­spect the per­sons

Of them of ill re­pute?

How long ne­glect the or­phaned

The poor and des­ti­tute?

Deal just­ly with the needy

Protect the fa­ther­less

Deliver the af­flict­ed

From those who would dis­tress.

But you are whol­ly blind­ed

You do not un­der­stand;

Therefore foun­da­tions tot­ter

Injustice rocks the land.

He speaks

I named you rul­ers

Sons of the most high God

But you shall die as mor­tals

And per­ish by My rod.

Arise

Thou God of judg­ment

Thy sov­er­eign­ty make known;

For Thine shall be the na­tions

The peo­ples Thou shalt own.