[1] To the choirmaster: according to Do Not Destroy. A Miktam of David. [2]
Do you indeed decree what is right, you gods? Do you judge the sons of men
uprightly? [3] Nay, in your hearts you devise wrongs; your hands deal out
violence on earth. [4] The wicked go astray from the womb, they err from
their birth, speaking lies. [5] They have venom like the venom of a
serpent, like the deaf adder that stops its ear, [6] so that it does not
hear the voice of charmers or of the cunning enchanter. [7] O God, break
the teeth in their mouths; tear out the fangs of the young lions, O LORD!
[8] Let them vanish like water that runs away; like grass let them be
trodden down and wither. [9] Let them be like the snail which dissolves
into slime, like the untimely birth that never sees the sun. [10] Sooner
than your pots can feel the heat of thorns, whether green or ablaze, may he
sweep them away! [11] The righteous will rejoice when he sees the
vengeance; he will bathe his feet in the blood of the wicked. [ (Psalms
58:12) Men will say, "Surely there is a reward for the righteous; surely
there is a God who judges on earth." ]
