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The Curse on Unjust Rulers

O God, break their teeth in their mouths.
Tear out the fangs of the young lions, Lord!
Let them vanish like water that flows away.
When he draws his bow, let his arrows be cut off.[a]
As a slug melts away as it crawls along, so let him disappear.
Like a stillborn child may they not see the sun.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 58:7 The text and its meaning are uncertain. Literally it seems to read: he treads his arrows like they are cut off/dry up.