Psalms 58

1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David. Do you indeed speak righteousness, silent ones? Do you judge blamelessly, you sons of men?

١ أَحَقّاً تَنْطِقُونَ بِالْحَقِّ أَيُّهَا الْحُكَّامُ، وَتَقْضُونَ بِالاسْتِقَامَةِ يَابَنِي الْبَشَرِ؟

2 No, in your heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the earth.

٢ لاَ! إِنَّمَا تُضْمِرُونَ الْبَاطِلَ فِي الْقَلْبِ وَتَرْتَكِبُ أَيْدِيكُمُ الظُّلْمَ فِي الأَرْضِ.

3 The wicked go astray from the womb. They are wayward as soon as they are born, speaking lies.

٣ زَاغَ الأَشْرَارُ وَهُمْ مَا بَرِحُوا فِي بُطُونِ أُمَّهَاتِهِمْ، وَضَلُّوا نَاطِقِينَ بِالْكَذِبِ مُنْذُ أَنْ وُلِدُوا.

4 Their poison is like the poison of a snake, like a deaf cobra that stops its ear,

٤ فِيهِمْ سُمٌّ كَسُمِّ الْحَيَّاتِ، يَسُدُّونَ آذَانَهُمْ كَالأَفَاعِي الصَّمَّاءِ،

5 which doesn’t listen to the voice of charmers, no matter how skilful the charmer may be.

٥ الَّتِي لاَ تَسْمَعُ لِصَوْتِ الْحُوَاةِ، وَلاَ لِصَوْتِ السَّاحِرِ الْمَاهِرِ.

6 Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, LORD.

٦ هَشِّمْ أَسْنَانَهُمْ فِي أَفْوَاهِهِمْ يَااللهُ. حَطِّمْ أَنْيَابَ الأَشْبَالِ.

7 Let them vanish like water that flows away. When they draw the bow, let their arrows be made blunt.

٧ لِيَتَلاَشَوْا كَالْمَاءِ الْمُرَاقِ، وَلْتَتَكَسَّرْ رُؤُوسُ سِهَامِهِمْ عِنْدَمَا يُصَوِّبُونَهَا.

8 Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.

٨ لِيَتَلاَشَوْا مِثْلَ الْقَوَاقِعِ فِي أَثْنَاءِ زَحْفِهَا، وَكَالْجَنِينِ الْمُجْهَضِ لاَ يُعَايِنُونَ الشَّمْسَ.

9 Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.

٩ وَقَبْلَ أَنْ تُحِسَّ قُدُورُكُمْ بِنَارِ الأَشْوَاكِ تَحْتَهَا، يَكْتَسِحُ اللهُ كَبِيرَهُمْ وَصَغِيرَهُمْ بِعَاصِفَةِ غَضَبِهِ،

10 The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked,

١٠ يَفْرَحُ الأَبْرَارُ حِينَ يَرَوْنَ عِقَابَ الأَشْرَارِ، وَيَغْسِلُونَ أَقْدَامَهُمْ بِدَمِهِمْ.

11 so that men shall say, “Most certainly there is a reward for the righteous. Most certainly there is a God who judges the earth.”

١١ فَيَقُولُ النَّاسُ: «حَقّاً إِنَّ للِصِّدِّيقِ مُكَافَأَةً، وَإِنَّ فِي الأَرْضِ إِلَهاً يَقْضِي».