Mighty leaders, dirty hands
Note to music leader: To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” [1] An enlightening psalm [2] of David. [3]
1Well hello, mighty leaders.You talk a good talk about justice.
But do you live it, or just talk it?
2Nothing good goes on inside your head.
Your dirty hands do nothing but break the law.
Born rotten
3People that evil were born rotten.Those liars went bad the day they took a breath.
4They are as toxic as a venomous snake.
They’re a cobra, not interested in listening.
5Not open to the voice of the snake charmers,
Or the sounds of someone spinning a spell.
Knock their teeth out, God
6God, smash the teethRight outta their mouths.
LORD, Snap the fangs
Off those beastly lions.
7Drain them out of here
Like runoff water.
When they let their arrows fly,
Let them fly without their tips.
8Let these people die slowly
Like snails dissolving into slime.
Or take them quickly, like a child born dead.
Don’t even let them see the sunrise.
9Faster than a pot
Feels the heat of a thornbush fire,
May God sweep them out
In a whirlwind.
Sweet justice
10Good people will celebrateWhen they see the justice of vengeance.
God will wash his feet
In the blood of the wicked.
11Then the world will say,
“There is a reward for good people.
There is a God who judges,
And who brings justice to the earth.”
