1 12 Art thou not from everlasting,
O LORD my God, my Holy One?
We shall not die.
O LORD, thou hast ordained them as a judgment;
and thou, O Rock, hast established them for chastisement.
1 13 Thou who art of purer eyes than to behold evil
and canst not look on wrong,
why dost thou look on faithless men,
and art silent when the wicked swallows up
the man more righteous than he?
1 14 For thou makest men like the fish of the sea,
like crawling things that have no ruler.
1 15 He brings all of them up with a hook,
he drags them out with his net,
he gathers them in his seine;
so he rejoices and exults.
1 16 Therefore he sacrifices to his net
and burns incense to his seine;
for by them he lives in luxury,
and his food is rich.
1 17 Is he then to keep on emptying his net,
and mercilessly slaying nations for ever?