1  Hear my voice, O God, in my mcomplaint;

preserve my life from dread of the enemy.

2  Hide me from nthe secret plots of the wicked,

from the throng of evildoers,

3  who owhet their tongues like swords,

who paim bitter words like arrows,

4  shooting from qambush at the blameless,

shooting at him suddenly and rwithout fear.

5  They shold fast to their evil purpose;

they talk of tlaying snares secretly,

thinking, u“Who can see them?”

6  They search out injustice,

saying, “We have accomplished a diligent search.”

For vthe inward mind and heart of a man are deep.

7  wBut God shoots his arrow at them;

they are wounded suddenly.

8  They are brought to ruin, with their own xtongues turned against them;

all who ysee them will zwag their heads.

9  Then all mankind yfears;

they atell what God has brought about

and ponder what he has done.

10  Let bthe righteous one rejoice in the Lord

and ctake refuge in him!

Let all dthe upright in heart exult!