Psalms 64

¹For the music director. A psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my lamenting. Preserve my life from the fear of the enemy. ²Hide me from the secret plots of evildoers, from the unrest of those who do iniquity, ³who sharpen their tongue like a sword. They bend their bow to shoot their arrows—bitter words, ⁴to shoot from their hiding places at the blameless. Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear. ⁵They encourage themselves in the evil matter. They talk of secretly laying snares. They say, “Who will see them?” ⁶⌞They carefully plot⌟ injustices saying, “We have perfected ⌞the perfect plot⌟!” Both the ⌞inner thought⌟ and heart of a man are deep. ⁷But God will shoot them; with an arrow they will suddenly be wounded. ⁸And they who would cause him to stumble, their own tongue will be against them. All who gaze on them will shake. ⁹And then all men will fear, and will declare the working of God, and will understand his doing. ¹⁰The righteous will rejoice in Yahweh and take refuge in him, and all the upright in heart will boast.