4 At the peak of their wrath,the wicked don’t seek God:There’s no God—that’s what they are always thinking.
5 Their ways are always twisted.Your rules are too lofty for them.They snort at all their foes.
6 They think to themselves,We’ll never stumble.We’ll never encounter any resistance.
7 Their mouths are filledwith curses, dishonesty, violence.Under their tongues lietroublemaking and wrongdoing.
8 They wait in a place perfect for ambush;from their hiding placesthey kill innocent people;their eyes spot those who are helpless.
9 They lie in ambushin secret places,like a lion in its lair.They lie in ambushso they can seize those who suffer!They seize the poor, all right,dragging them off in their nets.
10 Their helpless victims are crushed;they collapse, falling prey to the strength of the wicked.