For the director.לַמְנַצֵּחַDo Not Destroy.אַל תַּשְׁחֵתOf David.לְדָוִדA Miktam.מִכְתָּםDo you reallyהַאֻמְנָםspeakתְּדַבֵּרוּןrighteousnessצֶדֶקin silence?אֵלֶםWith uprightnessמֵישָׁרִיםdo you judge,תִּשְׁפְּטוּhuman beings?בְּנֵי אָדָם
Rather,אַףin your heartבְּלֵבyou workתִּפְעָלוּןinjustices;עוֹלֹתin the landבָּאָרֶץthe violenceחֲמַסof your handsיְדֵיכֶםyou weigh out.תְּפַלֵּסוּן
The wickedרְשָׁעִיםhave turned asideזֹרוּfrom the womb;מֵרָחֶםthey have gone astrayתָּעוּfrom the belly,מִבֶּטֶןthose who speakדֹּבְרֵיlies.כָזָב
They haveלָמוֹvenomחֲמַתlikeכִּדְמוּתthe venomחֲמַתof a serpent,נָחָשׁlikeכְּמוֹa deafחֵרֵשׁcobraפֶתֶןthat stopsיַאְטֵםits ear,אָזְנוֹ
thatאֲשֶׁרdoes notלֹאlistenיִשְׁמַעto the voiceלְקוֹלof charmers,מְלַחֲשִׁיםof one who bindsחוֹבֵרspellsחֲבָרִיםskillfully.מְחֻכָּם
Elohim,אֱלֹהִיםtear downהֲרָסtheir teethשִׁנֵּימוֹin their mouth;בְּפִימוֹthe molarsמַלְתְּעוֹתof the young lionsכְּפִירִיםbreak,נְתֹץYHWH.יְהוָה
Let them dissolveיִמָּאֲסוּlikeכְמוֹwaterמַיִםthat flows away;יִתְהַלְּכוּ לָמוֹwhen he drawsיִדְרֹךְhis arrows,חִצָּיוlet them be as if blunted.כְּמוֹ יִתְמֹלָלוּ
Likeכְּמוֹa snailשַׁבְּלוּלthat melts awayתֶּמֶסas it goes,יַהֲלֹךְlike the stillbornנֵפֶלof a woman,אֵשֶׁתlet them notבַּלseeחָזוּthe sun.שָׁמֶשׁ
Beforeבְּטֶרֶםyour potsסִּירֹתֵיכֶםfeelיָבִינוּthe bramble,אָטָדwhether greenכְּמוֹ חַיor burning,כְּמוֹ חָרוֹןhe will sweep it away in a storm.יִשְׂעָרֶנּוּ
The righteousצַדִּיקwill be gladיִשְׂמַחwhenכִּיhe seesחָזָהvengeance;נָקָםhis feetפְּעָמָיוhe will washיִרְחַץin the bloodבְּדַםof the wicked.הָרָשָׁע
Andוְhuman beingsאָדָםwill say,יֹאמַר“Surelyאַךְthere is fruitפְּרִיfor the righteous;לַצַּדִּיקsurelyאַךְthere isיֵשׁElohimאֱלֹהִיםwho judgesשֹׁפְטִיםin the earth.”בָּאָרֶץ