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Do you indeed speak justly, O rulers?Do you judge uprightly, O sons of men?No, in your hearts you devise injustice;with your hands you mete out violence on the earth.The wicked are estranged from the womb;the liars go astray from birth.Their venom is like the venom of a snake,like a cobra that shuts its ears,refusing to hear the tune of the charmerwho skillfully weaves his spell.O God, shatter their teeth in their mouths;O LORD, tear out the fangs of the lions.May they vanishlike water that runs off;when they draw the bow,may their arrows be blunted.Like a slug that dissolves in its slime,like a woman’s stillborn child,may they never see the sun.Before your pots can feel the burning thorns—whether green or dry—He will sweep them away.The righteous will rejoicewhen they see they are avenged;they will wash their feetin the blood of the wicked.Then men will say,“There is surely a reward for the righteous!There is surely a God who judges the earth!”