A Prayer for the Destruction of the Wicked

Psalms 58:6-9

O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.

They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

As a snail that melteth he goeth on, As an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.

Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.