| To the Chief Musician. Set to “Do Not Destroy.” A Michtam of David. |
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Do you indeed speak righteousness, you silent ones? Do you judge uprightly, you sons of men?
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No, in heart you work wickedness; You weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.
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The wicked are estranged from the womb; They go astray as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
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Their poison is like the poison of a serpent; They are like the deaf cobra that stops its ear,
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Which will not heed the voice of charmers, Charming ever so skillfully.
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Break their teeth in their mouth, O God! Break out the fangs of the young lions, O LORD!
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Let them flow away as waters which run continually; When he bends his bow, Let his arrows be as if cut in pieces.
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Let them be like a snail which melts away as it goes, Like a stillborn child of a woman, that they may not see the sun.
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Before your pots can feel the burning thorns, He shall take them away as with a whirlwind, As in His living and burning wrath.
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The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance; He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked,
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So that men will say, “Surely there is a reward for the righteous; Surely He is God who judges in the earth.”
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