Psalms 64

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

For the leader. A psalm of David. Hear, O my God, the voice of my lament: guard my life from the dread of the foe.

2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:

Hide me from villains who secretly plot, from the blustering throng of the workers of evil,

3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, and aimed bitter words like arrows,

4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

which from ambush they launch at the blameless, shooting swiftly and unafraid.

5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they speak of laying snares secretly; they say, Who shall see them?

They strengthen their wicked purpose, they tell of the snares they have hidden, they say to themselves, “Who can see?”

6 They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.

They think out their crimes full cunningly hidden deep in their crafty hearts.

7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

But God with his arrow will shoot them, swiftly shall they be smitten.

8 So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.

For their tongue he will bring them to ruin, all will shudder with horror at the sight of them.

9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.

Then every person, touched to awe, as they ponder what God has wrought, will tell the tale of his deeds.

10 The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

In the Lord shall the righteous rejoice, in him shall they take refuge; and all the true-hearted shall glory.