Psalms 64
1 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.
Unto the end, a psalm for David. Hear, O God, my prayer, when I make supplication to thee: deliver my soul from the fear of the enemy.
2 Wilt thou hide me, From the conclave of evil-doers, From the crowd of workers of iniquity.
Thou hast protected me from the assembly of the malignant; from the multitude of the workers of iniquity.
3 Who have sharpened, like a sword, their tongue, Have made ready their arrow—a bitter word;
For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing,
4 To shoot, in secret places, at the blameless one, Suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.
To shoot in secret the undefiled.
5 They strengthen for them a wicked word, They talk of hiding snares, They have said, Who can see them?
They will shoot at him on a sudden, and will not fear: they are resolute in wickedness. They have talked of hiding snares; they have said: Who shall see them?
6 They devise perverse things, They have completed the device well devised, Both the intent of each one, and the mind, are unsearchable.
They have searched after iniquities: they have failed in their search. Man shall come to a deep heart:
7 Once let God have shot at them an arrow, Suddenly have appeared their own wounds!
And God shall be exalted. The arrows of children are their wounds:
8 When they were to have ruined another, their tongue smote themselves, All who observe them take flight.
And their tongues against them are made weak. All that saw them were troubled;
9 Therefore have all men feared, —And have told the doing of God, And, his work, have considered.
And every man was afraid. And they declared the works of God: and understood his doings.
10 The righteous man shall rejoice in Yahweh, and seek refuge in him, Then shall glory—all who are upright in heart.
The just shall rejoice in the Lord, and shall hope in him: and all the upright in heart shall be praised.
