To the chief Musician,
Altaschith, Michtam
of David.
Do ye
indeed speak righteousness, O congregation? do ye
judge uprightly, O ye sons of men?
02 Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh the
violence of your hands in the earth.
03 The wicked are estranged from the womb: they
go astray as soon as they be born, speaking lies.
04 Their poison is like the poison of a serpent:
they are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her
ear;
05 Which will not hearken to the voice of
charmers, charming never so wisely.
06 Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth:
break out the great teeth of the young lions, O
Lord.
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07 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.
08 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.
09 Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall
take them away as with a whirlwind, both living,
and in his wrath.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the
vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of
the wicked.
11 So that a man shall say, Verily there is a
reward for the righteous: verily he is a God that
judgeth in the earth.
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