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<To the chief music-maker;
put to Al-tashheth.
Michtam.
Of David.>

Is there righteousness in your mouths, O you gods?
are you upright judges, O you sons of men?
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The purposes of your hearts are evil;
your hands are full of cruel doings on the earth.
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The evil-doers are strange from the first;
from the hour of their birth they go out of the true way, saying false words.
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Their poison is like the poison of a snake;
they are like the adder, whose ears are shut;
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Who will not be moved by the voice of the wonder-worker, however great are his powers.
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O God, let their teeth be broken in their mouths;
let the great teeth of the young lions be pulled out, O Lord.
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Let them be turned to liquid like the ever-flowing waters;
let them be cut off like the grass by the way.
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Let them be like an after-birth which is turned to water and comes to an end;
like the fruit of a woman who gives birth before her time, let them not see the sun.
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Before they are conscious of it, let them be cut down like thorns;
let a strong wind take them away like waste growth.
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The upright man will be glad when he sees their punishment;
his feet will be washed in the blood of the evil-doer.
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So that men will say, Truly there is a reward for righteousness;
truly there is a God who is judge on the earth.