Psalms 64

Oppressed by the Wicked but Rejoicing in the Lord

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.¹Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy. ²Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity, ³Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words, ⁴That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear. ⁵They encourage themselves in an evil matter; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, “Who will see them?” ⁶They devise iniquities: “We have perfected a shrewd scheme.” Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep. ⁷But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; Suddenly they shall be wounded. ⁸So He will make them stumble over their own tongue; All who see them shall flee away. ⁹All men shall fear, And shall declare the work of God; For they shall wisely consider His doing. ¹⁰The righteous shall be glad in the Lord, and trust in Him. And all the upright in heart shall glory.