Tua Palavra

For the choir director: A psalm
of David, to be sung to the tune “Do Not Destroy!”

|Salmos 58:1| Justice—do you rulers know the meaning of the word?
Do you judge the people fairly?

|Salmos 58:2| No! You plot injustice in your hearts.
You spread violence throughout the land.

|Salmos 58:3| These wicked people are born sinners;
even from birth they have lied and gone their own way.

|Salmos 58:4| They spit venom like deadly snakes;
they are like cobras that refuse to listen,

|Salmos 58:5| ignoring the tunes of the snake charmers,
no matter how skillfully they play.

|Salmos 58:6| Break off their fangs, O God!
Smash the jaws of these lions, O lord!

|Salmos 58:7| May they disappear like water into thirsty ground.
Make their weapons useless in their hands.

|Salmos 58:8| May they be like snails that dissolve into slime,
like a stillborn child who will never see the sun.

|Salmos 58:9| God will sweep them away, both young and old,
faster than a pot heats over burning thorns.

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|Salmos 58:10| The godly will rejoice when they see injustice avenged.
They will wash their feet in the blood of the wicked.