PSALM 58
1For the lead player al-tashcheth, a David michtam.
2Do you, O chieftains, indeed speak justice,
in rightness judge humankind?
3In your heart you work misdeeds on earth,
weigh a case with outrage in your hands.
4The wicked backslide from the very womb,
the lie-mongers go astray from birth.
5They have venom akin to the serpent’s venom,
like the deaf viper that stops up its ears,
6so it hears not the soothsayers’ voice
nor the cunning caster of spells.
7God, smash their teeth in their mouth.
The jaws of the lions shatter, O LORD.
8Let them melt away, like water run off.
Let Him pull back His arrows so they be cut down.
9Like a snail that moves in its slime,
a woman’s stillbirth that sees not the sun,
10before their thorns ripen in bramble,
still alive and in wrath rushed to ruin.
11The just man rejoices when vengeance he sees,
his feet he will bathe in the wicked one’s blood.
12And man will say, “Yes, there is fruit for the just.