Psalms 64

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice of complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy.

To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. Hear, O God, my voice when I complain, From dread peril by the foe, wilt thou guard my life.

2 Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity,

Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.

3 who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows,

Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow—a bitter word;

4 ambushing the innocent in seclusion, shooting suddenly, without fear.

To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.

5 They hold fast to their evil purpose; they speak of hiding their snares. “Who will see them?” they say.

They strengthen for them a wicked word, They talk of hiding snares, They have said, Who can see them?

6 They devise injustice and say, “We have perfected a secret plan.” For the inner man and the heart are mysterious.

They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.

7 But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be wounded.

Once let God have shot at them an arrow, Suddenly have appeared their own wounds!

8 They will be made to stumble, their own tongues turned against them. All who see will shake their heads.

When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.

9 Then all mankind will fear and proclaim the work of God; so they will ponder what He has done.

Therefore have all men feared, —And have told the doing of God, And, his work, have considered.

10 Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; let all the upright in heart exult.

The righteous man shall rejoice in Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory—all who are upright in heart.