To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David. 
Do ye indeed speak righteousness, O congregation? do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of men?
Yea, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh the violence of your hands in the earth.
The wicked are estranged from the womb: they go astray as soon as they be born, speaking lies.
Their poison \is\ like the poison of a serpent: \they are\ like the deaf adder \that\ stoppeth her ear;
Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O LORD.
Let them melt away as waters \which\ run continually: \when\ he bendeth \his bow to shoot\ his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.
As a snail \which\ melteth, let \every one of them\ pass away: \like\ the untimely birth of a woman, \that\ they may not see the sun.
Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both living, and in \his\ wrath.
The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.
So that a man shall say, Verily \there is\ a reward for the righteous: verily he is a God that judgeth in the earth.