< Psalms 64 >

1 To the choirmaster a psalm of David. Hear O God voice my in complaint my from dread of an enemy you will preserve life my. 2 You will hide me from [the] secret counsel of evil-doers from [the] unrest of [those who] do wickedness. 3 Who they sharpen like sword tongue their they bend arrow their a word bitter. 4 To shoot in secret places [the] blameless suddenly they shoot at him and not they are afraid. 5 They strengthen for themselves - a matter evil they speak to hide snares they say who? will he see them. 6 They plot injustice we have finished a plot plotted and [the] inner being of a person and [the] heart [is] deep. 7 And he shot at them God an arrow suddenly they will be wounds their. 8 And they caused to stumble him [is] on them tongue their they will shudder every [one who] looks on them. 9 And they were afraid all humankind and they declared [the] deed[s] of God and work his they will consider. 10 Let him rejoice [the] righteous in Yahweh and he will take refuge in him and let them boast all [people] upright of heart.

< Psalms 64 >