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ARE your minds set upon righteousness, O ye congregation? * and do ye judge the thing that is right, O ye sons of men?
Yea, ye imagine mischief in your heart upon the earth, * and your hands deal with wickedness.
The ungodly are froward, even from their mother's womb; * as soon as they are born, they go astray, and speak lies.
They are as venomous as the poison of a serpent, * even like the deaf adder, that stoppeth her ears;
Which refuseth to hear the voice of the charmer, * charm he never so wisely.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouths; * smite the jaw-bones of the lions, O LORD.
Let them fall away like water that runneth apace; * when they shoot their arrows, let them be rooted out.
Let them consume away like a snail, and be like the untimely fruit of a woman; * and let them not see the sun.
Or ever your pots be made hot with thorns, * he shall take them away with a whirlwind, the green and the burning alike.
The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance; * he shall wash his footsteps in the blood of the ungodly.
So that a man shall say, Verily there is a reward for the righteous; * doubtless there is a God that judgeth the earth.
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