Psalm 64–65

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.

Psalm 65

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm. A Song of David.

¹Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion;

And unto thee shall the vow be performed.

²O thou that hearest prayer,

Unto thee shall all flesh come.

³Iniquities prevail against me:

As for our transgressions, thou wilt forgive them.

⁴Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee,

That he may dwell in thy courts:

We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house,

Thy holy temple.

⁵By terrible things thou wilt answer us in righteousness,

O God of our salvation,

Thou that art the confidence of all the ends of the earth,

And of them that are afar off upon the sea:

⁶Who by his strength setteth fast the mountains,

Being girded about with might;

⁷Who stilleth the roaring of the seas,

The roaring of their waves,

And the tumult of the peoples.

⁸They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens:

Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.

⁹Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it,

Thou greatly enrichest it;

The river of God is full of water:

Thou providest them grain, when thou hast so prepared the earth.

¹⁰Thou waterest its furrows abundantly;

Thou settlest the ridges thereof:

Thou makest it soft with showers;

Thou blessest the springing thereof.

¹¹Thou crownest the year with thy goodness;

And thy paths drop fatness.

¹²They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness;

And the hills are girded with joy.

¹³The pastures are clothed with flocks;

The valleys also are covered over with grain;

They shout for joy, they also sing.