Psalms 58:3-9

3Even from birth the wicked go astray; from the womb they are wayward, spreading lies.

4Their venom is like the venom of a snake, like that of a cobra that has stopped its ears,

5that will not heed the tune of the charmer, however skillful the enchanter may be.

6Break the teeth in their mouths, O God; Lord, tear out the fangs of those lions!

7Let them vanish like water that flows away; when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.

8May they be like a slug that melts away as it moves along, like a stillborn child that never sees the sun.

9Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns— whether they be green or dry—the wicked will be swept away.