| | 1 | Do you indeed speak righteousness, silent ones? Do you judge blamelessly, you sons of men?
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| | 2 | No, in your heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the earth.
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| | 3 | The wicked go astray from the womb. They are wayward as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
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| | 4 | Their poison is like the poison of a snake; Like a deaf cobra that stops its ear,
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| | 5 | Which doesn't listen to the voice of charmers, No matter how skillful the charmer may be.
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| | 6 | Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, Yahweh.
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| | 7 | Let them vanish as water that flows away. When they draw the bow, let their arrows be made blunt.
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| | 8 | Let them be as a snail which melts and passes away, Like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.
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| | 9 | Before your pots can feel the thorns, He will sweep away, the green and the burning alike.
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| | 10 | The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked;
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| | 11 | So that men shall say, "Most assuredly there is a reward for the righteous. Most assuredly there is a God who judges the earth." Psalm 59 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him.
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