Psalms 58

1[To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David.] Do ye indeed speak righteousness, O congregation? do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of men? 2yes, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh the violence of your hands in the earth. 3The wicked are estranged from the womb: they go astray as soon as they be born, speaking lies. 4Their poison like the poison of a serpent: like the deaf adder stoppeth her ear; 5Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely. 6Break their teeth, O Elohim, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O Yahuah. 7Let them melt away as waters run continually: he bendeth his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces. 8As a snail melteth, let pass away: the untimely birth of a woman, they may not see the sun. 9Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both living, and in wrath. 10The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked. 11So that a man shall say, Verily a reward for the righteous: verily he is a Elohim that judgeth in the earth.