Psalm 64–65

Psalm 64

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

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

Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

²Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked,

From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,

³Who sharpen their tongue like a sword,

^aAnd bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words,

⁴That they may shoot in secret at the blameless;

Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

⁵They encourage themselves in an evil matter;

They talk of laying snares secretly;

^bThey say, “Who will see them?”

⁶They devise iniquities:

“We have perfected a shrewd scheme.”

Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep.

⁷But God shall shoot at them with an arrow;

Suddenly they shall be wounded.

⁸So He will make them stumble over their own tongue;

^cAll who see them shall flee away.

⁹All men shall fear,

And shall ^ddeclare the work of God;

For they shall wisely consider His doing.

^10eThe righteous shall be glad in the Lord, and trust in Him.

And all the upright in heart shall glory.

Psalm 65

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

¹Praise is awaiting You, O God, in Zion;

And to You the ¹vow shall be performed.

²O You who hear prayer,

^aTo You all flesh will come.

³Iniquities prevail against me;

As for our transgressions,

You will ^bprovide atonement for them.

^4cBlessed is the man You ^dchoose,

And cause to approach You,

That he may dwell in Your courts.

^eWe shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house,

Of Your holy temple.

⁵By awesome deeds in righteousness You will answer us,

O God of our salvation,

You who are the confidence of all the ends of the earth,

And of the far-off seas;

⁶Who established the mountains by His strength,

^fBeing clothed with power;

^7gYou who still the noise of the seas,

The noise of their waves,

^hAnd the tumult of the peoples.

⁸They also who dwell in the farthest parts are afraid of Your signs;

You make the outgoings of the morning and evening ²rejoice.

⁹You ³visit the earth and ⁱwater it,

You greatly enrich it;

^jThe river of God is full of water;

You provide their grain,

For so You have prepared it.

¹⁰You water its ridges abundantly,

You settle its furrows;

You make it soft with showers,

You bless its growth.

¹¹You crown the year with Your goodness,

And Your paths drip with abundance.

¹²They drop on the pastures of the wilderness,

And the little hills rejoice on every side.

¹³The pastures are clothed with flocks;

^kThe valleys also are covered with grain;

They shout for joy, they also sing.