Psalm Chapter 58 Back NextPsalm 58 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by
David.
{58:1} Do you indeed speak righteousness, silent ones? Do you judge blamelessly, you sons of men?
{58:2} No, in your
heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the
earth.
{58:3} The wicked go astray from the womb. They are wayward as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
{58:4} Their poison is like the poison of a snake; like a deaf
cobra that stops its ear,
{58:5} which doesn't listen to the voice of
charmers, no matter how skillful the charmer may be.
{58:6} Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young
lions, Yahweh.
{58:7} Let them vanish as water that flows away. When they draw the
bow, let their
arrows be made blunt.
{58:8} Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.
{58:9} Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.
{58:10} The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the
blood of the wicked;
{58:11} so that men shall say, "Most certainly there is a reward for the righteous. Most certainly there is a God who judges the earth."
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