Psaumes 58

¹ Do you really speak righteously, you mighty ones?
Do you judge people fairly?

² No, you practice injustice in your hearts;
with your hands you weigh out violence in the land.

³ The wicked go astray from the womb;
liars wander about from birth.

⁴ They have venom like the venom of a snake,
like the deaf cobra that stops up its ears,

⁵ that does not listen to the sound of the charmers
who skillfully weave spells.

⁶ God, knock the teeth out of their mouths;
Lord, tear out the young lions’ fangs.

⁷ May they vanish like water that flows by;
may they aim their blunted arrows.

⁸ Like a slug that moves along in slime,
like a woman’s miscarried child,
may they not see the sun.

⁹ Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns —
whether green or burning —
he will sweep them away.

¹⁰ The righteous one will rejoice
when he sees the retribution;
he will wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.

¹¹ Then people will say,
“Yes, there is a reward for the righteous!
There is a God who judges on earth!”