Psalm 58
Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed.
1 O congregation; is it so
That ye speak righteousness?
O ye that are the soils of men,
Judge ye with uprightness?
2 Yea, even in your very hearts
Ye wickedness have done;
And of your hands the violence
Ye weigh the earth upon.
3 The wicked even from their birth
Estranged are from the way;
And speaking lies as soon as born,
They wander far astray.
4 And as a serpent's poison too
Their poison doth appear;
Yea, they are like the adder deaf,
Which closely stops her ear.
5 That so she may not hear the voice
Of one that charm her would,
No, not though he most cunning were,
And charm most wisely could.
6 Their teeth, O God, within their mouth,
Break thou in pieces small;
The great teeth break thou out, O Lord,
Of these young lions all.
7 Let them like waters melt away,
Which downward ever flow;
His arrows all its pieces cut
When he shall bend his bow.
8 And like a snail that melts away,
Let each of them be gone;
That as a birth untimely they
May never see the sun.
9 He shall them take away before
Your pots the thorns can heat,
Both living, and in dreadful wrath
As with a whirlwind great.
10 The righteous, when he vengeance sees,
Shall be most joyful then;
The righteous one shall wash his feet
In blood of wicked men.
11 So men shall say, the righteous man
Reward shall never miss:
And verily upon the earth
A God to judge there is.
