58:1
For the choirmaster. Don’t destroy.
[Psalm 57, 58, 59, 75; Deut 9:26]
Of David. A Miktam [inscription?].
58:2
If truly [silence] righteousness you speak
Upright ones you [plural] judge, sons of Adam
58:3
{A} [anger] in heart
{B} you do wrongs in the land,
{B} you weigh out
{A} [the] violence of your hands
58:4
Wicked people press down/ are strangers/be loathsome
From the womb they wander/err
From the belly speakers of falsehood
58:5
Rage to him is in the likeness of the rage of a serpent
Just like a deaf cobra, he shuts his ear,
58:6
who does not listen to a voice from the ones whispering,
The charming charmers wise ones.
58:7
God, throw down their teeth in their mouth
Pull down jawbones of young lions, Yahweh.
58:8
{A} Let them flow just like waters.
{B} They walk back and forth towards them.
{B} He treads on the bow to fit his arrows the same way.
{A} Let them be cut off/circumcised.
58:9
Like a snail trail he walks,
A miscarriage of a women,
let them not see the sun
58:10
Before they understand
Your thorns of a bramble
are like they are alive,
are like burning anger,
they sweep him away.
58:11
A righteous one rejoices,
for he sees vengeance.
His feet he washes in the blood of the wicked.