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.

לַמְנַצֵּחַ מִזְמוֹר לְדָוִֽד׃ שְׁמַע־אֱלֹהִים קוֹלִי בְשִׂיחִי מִפַּחַד אוֹיֵב תִּצֹּר חַיָּֽי׃

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

תַּסְתִּירֵנִי מִסּוֹד מְרֵעִים מֵרִגְשַׁת פֹּעֲלֵי אָֽוֶן׃

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

אֲשֶׁר שָׁנְנוּ כַחֶרֶב לְשׁוֹנָם דָּרְכוּ חִצָּם דָּבָר מָֽר׃

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

לִירוֹת בַּמִּסְתָּרִים תָּם פִּתְאֹם יֹרֻהוּ וְלֹא יִירָֽאוּ׃

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

יְחַזְּקוּ־לָמוֹ ׀ דָּבָר רָע יְֽסַפְּרוּ לִטְמוֹן מוֹקְשִׁים אָמְרוּ מִי יִרְאֶה־לָּֽמוֹ׃

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

יַֽחְפְּֽשׂוּ־עוֹלֹת תַּמְנוּ חֵפֶשׂ מְחֻפָּשׂ וְקֶרֶב אִישׁ וְלֵב עָמֹֽק׃

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

וַיֹּרֵם אֱלֹהִים חֵץ פִּתְאוֹם הָיוּ מַכּוֹתָֽם׃

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

וַיַּכְשִׁילוּהוּ עָלֵימוֹ לְשׁוֹנָם יִתְנֹדֲדוּ כָּל־רֹאֵה בָֽם׃

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

וַיִּֽירְאוּ כָּל־אָדָם וַיַּגִּידוּ פֹּעַל אֱלֹהִים וּֽמַעֲשֵׂהוּ הִשְׂכִּֽילוּ׃

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

יִשְׂמַח צַדִּיק בַּיהוָה וְחָסָה בוֹ וְיִתְהַֽלְלוּ כָּל־יִשְׁרֵי־לֵֽב׃