1 Is it true? O congregation, speak ye justly?
O sons of men judge ye uprightly?
2 Yea, rather ye imagine mischief in your
heart: your hands execute cruelty upon the
3 The wicked are strangers from the womb:
even from the belly have they erred, and
4 Their poison is even like the poison of a serpent;
like the deaf adder that stoppeth his ear.
5 Which heareth not the voice of the enchanter,
though he be most expert in charming.
6 Break their teeth, O God, in their mouths:
break the jaws of the young lions, O Lord.
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them pass
away; when he shooteth his arrows, let them be as
8 Let them consume like a snail that melteth,
and like the untimely fruit of a woman, that hath
not seen the sun.
9 As raw flesh before your pots feel the fire
of thorns: so let them carry them away as with a
whirlwind in his wrath.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the
vengeance; he shall wash his feet in the blood of the
11 And men shall say, Verily there is fruit for the
righteous; doubtless there is a God that judgeth in