Psalm 64

Oppressed by the Wicked But Rejoicing in the Lord

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

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

Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

2 Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked,

From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,

3 Who sharpen their tongue like a sword,

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

4 That they may shoot in secret at the blameless;

Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter;

They talk of laying snares secretly;

bThey say, “Who will see them?”

6 They devise iniquities:

“We have perfected a shrewd scheme.”

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

7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow;

Suddenly they shall be wounded.

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

cAll who see them shall flee away.

9 All men shall fear,

And shall ddeclare the work of God;

For they shall wisely consider His doing.

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

And all the upright in heart shall glory.