To the Chief Musician. Set to [a]“Do Not Destroy.” A Michtam of David.
1 Do you indeed speak righteousness, you silent ones?
Do you judge uprightly, you sons of men?
You weigh out the violence of your hands in the earth.
They go astray as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
They are like the deaf cobra that stops its ear,
Charming ever so skillfully.
Break out the fangs of the young lions, O Lord!
When he bends his bow,
Let his arrows be as if cut in pieces.
Like a stillborn child of a woman, that they may not see the sun.
He shall take them away as with a whirlwind,
As in His living and burning wrath.
He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked,
“Surely there is a reward for the righteous;
Surely He is God who judges in the earth.”