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?

58:2 Even in heart ye work iniquities, In the land the violence of your hands ye ponder.

58:3 The wicked have been estranged from the womb, They have erred from the belly, speaking lies.

58:4 Their poison [is] as poison of a serpent, As a deaf asp shutting its ear,

58:5 Which hearkeneth not to the voice of whisperers, A charmer of charms most skilful.

58:6 O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.

58:7 They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

58:8 As a snail that melteth he goeth on, [As] an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.

58:9 Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.

58:10 The righteous rejoiceth that he hath seen vengeance, His steps he washeth in the blood of the wicked.