The Psalms

Psalm 64

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

 ^64:1Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint:

 Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

 ^64:2Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers,

 From the tumult of the workers of iniquity;

 ^64:3Who have whet their tongue like a sword,

 And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,

 ^64:4That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect:

 Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

 ^64:5They encourage themselves in an evil purpose;

 They commune of laying snares privily;

 They say, Who will see them?

 ^64:6They search out iniquities;

 We have accomplished, say they, a diligent search:

 And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep.

 ^64:7But God will shoot at them;

 With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.

 ^64:8So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them:

 All that see them shall wag the head.

 ^64:9And all men shall fear;

 And they shall declare the work of God,

 And shall wisely consider of his doing.

 ^64:10The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall take refuge in him;

 And all the upright in heart shall glory.