His mouth is filled with cursing and deceit and oppression; under his tongue are mischief and iniquity.

I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”

For you are the God in whom I take refuge; why have you rejected me? Why do I go about mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Why do you hide your face? Why do you forget our affliction and oppression?

because of the noise of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they drop trouble upon me, and in anger they bear a grudge against me.

ruin is in its midst; oppression and fraud do not depart from its marketplace.

From oppression and violence he redeems their life, and precious is their blood in his sight.

They scoff and speak with malice; loftily they threaten oppression.

When they are diminished and brought low through oppression, evil, and sorrow,

Redeem me from man's oppression, that I may keep your precepts.