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.”