For the Chief Musician; set to Al-tashheth. A Psalm of David: Michtam. Do ye indeed in silence speak righteousness? do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of men?
Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.
The wicked are estranged from the womb: they go astray as soon as they be born, speaking lies.
Their poison is like the poison of a serpent: they are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear;
Which hearkeneth not to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O LORD.
Let them melt away as water that runneth apace: when he aimeth his arrows, let them be as though they were cut off.
Let them be as a snail which melteth and passeth away: like the untimely birth of a woman, that hath not seen the sun.
Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away with a whirlwind, the green and the burning alike.
The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.
So that men shall say, Verily there is a reward for the righteous: verily there is a God that judgeth in the earth.