Psalms 58:2-9

²In the land you practise iniquity — all of you; violence do you dispense with your hands.

³The wicked go astray from the womb liars take the wrong path from their birth.

⁴Venom have they like the venom of snakes, they are like the deaf adder that stops her ears,

⁵and refuses to listen to the voice of the charmer, or binder of spells, no matter how cunning.

⁶O God, break to pieces the teeth in their mouth, tear out the great teeth of the young lions, Lord.

⁷May they melt away like running water! Like tender grass, cut down may they be!

⁸Like the snail that dissolves on its crawling path, like the birth untimely which sees not the sunlight.

⁹Faster than a thorn-fire heats your pots, he will come with his tempest and sweep them away.