A Prayer for God to Punish the Wicked
1Do you rulers ever give a just decision?
Do you judge everyone fairly?
2No! You think only of the evil you can do,
and commit crimes of violence in the land.
3Evildoers go wrong all their lives;
they tell lies from the day they are born.
4They are full of poison like snakes;
they stop up their ears like a deaf cobra,
5which does not hear the voice of the snake charmer,
or the chant of the clever magician.
6Break the teeth of these fierce lions, O God.
7May they disappear like water draining away;
may they be crushed like weeds on a path.
8May they be like snails that dissolve into slime;
may they be like a baby born dead that never sees the light.
9Before they know it, they are cut down like weeds;
in his fierce anger God will blow them away
while they are still living.
10The righteous will be glad when they see sinners punished;
they will wade through the blood of the wicked.
11People will say, “The righteous are indeed rewarded;
there is indeed a God who judges the world.”