[Do you indeed decree what is just, O rulers :
do you with uprightness judge the children of men?
No, you work in the land with evil heart :
you look on the violence that your hands have wrought.
The wicked are estranged, even from the womb :
they are liars that go astray from their birth.
They are venomous with the venom of serpents :
like the deaf asp that stops its ears,
And will not heed the voice of the charmers :
though the binder of spells be skilful.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouths :
shatter the jaws of the young lions, O Lord.
Let them dissolve, and drain away like water :
let them be trodden down, let them wither like grass,
Like a womans miscarriage that melts and passes away :
like an abortive birth that has not seen the sun.
Before they know it, let them be cut down like thorns :
like brambles which a man sweeps angrily aside.
The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance :
he will wash his feet in the blood of the ungodly.
And men will say There is reward for the righteous :
there is indeed a God who judges on earth.]