Psalm 58
A Prayer for the
Punishment of the Wicked |
To the chief Musician,
Altas'chith, Michtam of
David. |
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Do ye indeed speak righteousness, O
congregation?
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Do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of
men? |
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Yea, in heart ye work wickedness;
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ye weigh the violence of your hands in the earth.
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3 |
The wicked are estranged from the
womb:
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they go astray as soon as they be born, speaking
lies. |
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4 |
Their poison is like the poison of
a serpent:
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they are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her
ear; |
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which will not hearken to the voice of
charmers,
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charming never so wisely.
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6 |
Break their teeth, O God, in their
mouth:
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break out the great teeth of the young lions, O
LORD. |
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Let them melt away as waters which run continually:
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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,
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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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9 |
Before your pots can feel the thorns,
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he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both
living, and in his wrath.
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10 |
The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth
the vengeance:
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he shall wash his feet in the blood of the
wicked. |
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11 |
So that a man shall say, Verily there
is a reward for the righteous:
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verily he is a God that judgeth in the
earth. |
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