Psalm 58

To the chief Musician, 1Al–taschith, 2Michtam of David.

Do ye indeed speak righteousness, O congregation? do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of men?

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Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh the violence of your hands in the earth.

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The wicked are estranged from the womb: they go astray 1as soon as they be born, speaking lies.

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Their poison is 1like the poison of a serpent: they are like the deaf 2adder that stoppeth her ear;

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Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, 1charming never so wisely.


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Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O Lord.

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Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bendeth his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.

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As a snail which melteth, let every one of them pass away: like the untimely birth of a woman, that they may not see the sun.

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Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, 1both living, and in his wrath.

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The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.

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So that a man shall say, Verily there is 1a reward for the righteous: verily he is a God that judgeth in the earth.