Ye judges of the earth, be still,
While God declares His righteous will:
“How long in your unequal scale
Shall justice lose, and wrong prevail?
“Let law the orphan’s claim secure:
List to the friendless and the poor:
Protect the weak, assert their right,
And save them from the oppressor’s spite.
“Alas, ye neither know nor mark;
Reckless ye wander in the dark,
While earth the dire confusion feels,
And on its deep foundation reels.
Gods ye were named: all lands in you
The children of the Highest knew:
But death your frailty shall betray,
And blend your forms with vulgar clay.
Rise, high-throned God, to vengeance rise;
Redeem the wronged, the proud chastise;
Rule every realm by right divine:
For all the realms of earth are Thine.