Psalm 64

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

1Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint:

Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

2Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers,

From the tumult of the workers of iniquity;

3Who have whet their tongue like a sword,

And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,

4That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect:

Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

5They encourage themselves in an evil purpose;

They commune of laying snares privily;

They say, Who will see them?

6They search out iniquities;

We have accomplished, say they, a diligent search:

And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep.

7But God will shoot at them;

With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.

8So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them:

All that see them shall wag the head.

9And all men shall fear;

And they shall declare the work of God,

And shall wisely consider of his doing.

10The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall take refuge in him;

And all the upright in heart shall glory.