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24 lines
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# Chapter 58
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1 Justice—do you rulers know the meaning of the word?
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Do you judge the people fairly?
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2 No! You plot injustice in your hearts.
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You spread violence throughout the land.
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3 These wicked people are born sinners;
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even from birth they have lied and gone their own way.
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4 They spit venom like deadly snakes;
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they are like cobras that refuse to listen,
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5 ignoring the tunes of the snake charmers,
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no matter how skillfully they play.
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6 Break off their fangs, O God!
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Smash the jaws of these lions, O Lord!
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7 May they disappear like water into thirsty ground.
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Make their weapons useless in their hands.
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8 May they be like snails that dissolve into slime,
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like a stillborn child who will never see the sun.
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9 God will sweep them away, both young and old,
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faster than a pot heats over burning thorns.
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10 The godly will rejoice when they see injustice avenged.
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They will wash their feet in the blood of the wicked.
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11 Then at last everyone will say,
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“There truly is a reward for those who live for God;
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surely there is a God who judges justly here on earth.” |