Psalms 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.