Psalm 58
For the choir director; al tashcheth; a miktam by David. 
 1 Do you rulers really give fair verdicts? 
Do you judge Adam’s descendants fairly? 
 2 No, you invent new crimes on earth, 
and your hands spread violence. 
 3  ⌞Even⌟ inside the womb wicked people are strangers ⌞to God⌟. 
From their birth liars go astray. 
 4 They have poisonous venom like snakes. 
They are like a deaf cobra that shuts its ears 
 5 so that it cannot hear the voice of a snake charmer 
or of anyone trained to cast spells. 
 6 O God, knock the teeth out of their mouths. 
Break the young lions’ teeth, O Lord. 
 7 Let them disappear like water that drains away. 
When they aim their bows, let their arrows miss the target. 
 8 Let them become like a snail that leaves behind a slimy trail 
or like a stillborn child who never sees the sun. 
 9 Let ⌞God⌟ sweep them away 
faster than a cooking pot is heated by burning twigs. 
 10 Righteous people will rejoice when they see ⌞God⌟ take revenge. 
They will wash their feet in the blood of wicked people. 
 11 Then people will say, 
“Righteous people certainly have a reward. 
There is a God who judges on earth.”