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Chapter 58
Psal YLT 58:1  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?
Psal YLT 58:2  Even in heart ye work iniquities, In the land the violence of your hands ye ponder.
Psal YLT 58:3  The wicked have been estranged from the womb, They have erred from the belly, speaking lies.
Psal YLT 58:4  Their poison is as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear,
Psal YLT 58:5  Which hearkeneth not to the voice of whisperers, A charmer of charms most skilful.
Psal YLT 58:6  O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.
Psal YLT 58:7  They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
Psal YLT 58:8  As a snail that melteth he goeth on, As an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.
Psal YLT 58:9  Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.
Psal YLT 58:10  The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked.
Psal YLT 58:11  And man saith: `Surely fruit is for the righteous: Surely there is a God judging in the earth!'