| Chapter 64 |
1 | {To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.} Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:
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2 | Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,
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3 | Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;
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4 | That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
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5 | They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?
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6 | They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.
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7 | But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;
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8 | By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.
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9 | And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.
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10 | The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.
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