Psalm 64

Psalm 64

For the choir director; a psalm by David. 

¹Hear my voice, O God, when I complain. 

Protect my life from a terrifying enemy. 

²Hide me from the secret plots of criminals, 

from the mob of troublemakers. 

³They sharpen their tongues like swords. 

They aim bitter words like arrows 

⁴to shoot at innocent people from their hiding places. 

They shoot at them suddenly, without any fear. 

⁵They encourage one another in their evil plans. 

They talk about setting traps and say, 

“Who can see them?” 

⁶They search for the perfect crime and say, 

“We have perfected a foolproof scheme!” 

Human nature and the human heart are a mystery! 

⁷But God will shoot them with an arrow. 

Suddenly, they will be struck dead. 

⁸They will trip over their own tongues. 

Everyone who sees them will shake his head. 

⁹Everyone will be afraid and conclude, 

“This is an act of God!” 

They will learn from what he has done. 

¹⁰Righteous people will find joy in the Lord and take refuge in him. 

Everyone whose motives are decent will be able to brag.