Psalm 58 v1-3 & 11 of 11 "Do ye, O congregätion, indeed speak righteousness?" Tune: Effingham

Psalm58 v1-3 & 11 of 11
"Do ye, O congregätion, indeed speak righteousness?"
Tune: Effingham
Scottish Psalter
The image is only intended to provide resonances with some aspects of the psalm; it is not intended as a one-to-one correspondence. It is more like a visual cross-reference.
image: The trial of Naboth from the The Art Bible (1 Kings 21)
Another passage with similarly bloody imagery is Isaiah 63: 1-6.

63 Who is this who comes from Edom,
with dyed garments from Bozrah?
Who is this who is glorious in his clothing,
marching in the greatness of his strength?
“It is I who speak in righteousness,
mighty to save.”
2
Why is your clothing red,
and your garments like him who treads in the wine vat?

3
“I have trodden the wine press alone.
Of the peoples, no one was with me.
Yes, I trod them in my anger
and trampled them in my wrath.
Their lifeblood is sprinkled on my garments,
and I have stained all my clothing.
4
For the day of vengeance was in my heart,
and the year of my redeemed has come.
5
I looked, and there was no one to help;
and I wondered that there was no one to uphold.
Therefore my own arm brought salvation to me.
My own wrath upheld me.
6
I trod down the peoples in my anger
and made them drunk in my wrath.
I poured their lifeblood out on the earth.”

PSALM 58 C.M.

1 Do ye, O congregätion,
indeed speak righteousness?
O ye that are the sons of men,
judge ye with uprightness?

2 Yea, ev’n within your very hearts
ye wickedness have done;
And ye the vi’lence of your hands
do weigh the earth upon.

3 The wicked men estrangèd are,
ev’n from the very womb;
They, speaking lies, do stray as soon
as to the world they come.

4 Unto a serpent’s poison like
their poison doth appear;
Yea, they are like the adder deaf,
that closely stops her ear;

5 That so she may not hear the voice
of one that charm her would,
No, not though he most cunning were,
and charm most wisely could.

6 Their teeth, O God, within their mouth
break thou in pieces small;
The great teeth break thou out, O LORD,
of these young lions all.

7 Let them like waters melt away,
which downward still do flow:
In pieces cut his arrows all,
when he shall bend his bow.

8 Like to a snail that melts away,
let each of them be gone;
Like woman’s birth untimely, that
they never see the sun.

9 He shall them take away before
your pots the thorns can find,
Both living, and in fury great,
as with a stormy wind.

10 The righteous, when he vengeance sees,
he shall be joyful then;
The righteous one shall wash his feet
in blood of wicked men.

11 So men shall say, The righteous man
reward shall never miss:
And verily upon the earth
a God to judge there is.