4 They are full of poison like snakes;they stop up their ears like a deaf cobra,
5 which does not hear the voice of the snake charmer,or the chant of the clever magician.
6 Break the teeth of these fierce lions, O God.
7 May they disappear like water draining away;may they be crushed like weeds on a path.
8 May they be like snails that dissolve into slime;may they be like a baby born dead that never sees the light.
9 Before they know it, they are cut down like weeds;in his fierce anger God will blow them awaywhile they are still living.
10 The righteous will be glad when they see sinners punished;they will wade through the blood of the wicked.