| Chapter 58 |
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To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure, by David. Is it true, O dumb one, righteously ye speak? Uprightly ye judge, O sons of men? -
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Even in heart ye work iniquities, In the land the violence of your hands ye ponder. -
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The wicked have been estranged from the womb, They have erred from the belly, speaking lies. -
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Their poison [is] as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear, -
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Which hearkeneth not to the voice of whisperers, A charmer of charms most skilful. -
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O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah. -
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They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off. -
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As a snail that melteth he goeth on, [As] an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun. -
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Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away. -
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The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked. -
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And man saith: 'Surely fruit [is] for the righteous: Surely there is a God judging in the earth!' -
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