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Psalm 58. Si vere utique.
ARE your minds set upon righteousness, O ye congregation? * and
do ye judge the thing that is right, O ye sons of men?
2 Yea, ye imagine mischief in your heart upon the earth, * and
your hands deal with wickedness.
3 The ungodly are froward, even from their mother's womb; * as
soon as they are born, they go astray, and speak lies.
4 They are as venomous as the poison of a serpent, * even like
the deaf adder, that stoppeth her ears;
5 Which refuseth to hear the voice of the charmer, * charm he
never so wisely.
6 Break their teeth, O God, in their mouths; * smite the jaw-bones
of the lions, O LORD.
7 Let them fall away like water that runneth apace; * when they
shoot their arrows, let them be rooted out.
8 Let them consume away like a snail, and be like the untimely
fruit of a woman; * and let them not see the sun.
9 Or ever your pots be made hot with thorns, * he shall take
them away with a whirlwind, the green and the burning alike.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance; *
he shall wash his footsteps in the blood of the ungodly.
11 So that a man shall say, Verily there is a reward for the
righteous; * doubtless there is a God that judgeth the earth.
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