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58 Is it true? O congregation, do you speak justly? O sons of men, do you judge uprightly?

Indeed, rather, you imagine mischief in your heart. Your hands execute cruelty upon the Earth.

The wicked are strangers from the womb. From the belly, they have erred and speak lies.

Their poison is like the poison of a serpent; like the deaf adder that stops its ear

It does not hear the voice of the enchanter (though he is most expert in charming).

Break their teeth, O God, in their mouths. Break the jaws of the young lions, O LORD.

Let them melt like the waters. Let them pass away. When he shoots his arrows, let them be broken.

Let them proceed as a snail that melts, and like the stillborn child of a woman who has not seen the Sun.

Before your pots can feel the fire of thorns, let Him carry them away as green, with a whirlwind, in His wrath.

10 The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.

11 And men shall say, “Truly, there is fruit for the righteous. Doubtless, there is a God Who judges on the Earth.” To him who excels: Do not destroy. A Psalm of David on Michtam, when Saul sent and they watched the house to kill him