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.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. Hear my voice, God, in my complaint. Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

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

Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, from the noisy crowd of the ones doing evil;

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

who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,

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

to shoot innocent men from ambushes. They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.

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

They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, “Who will 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 plot injustice, saying, “We have made a perfect plan!” Surely man’s mind and heart are cunning.

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

But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.

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

Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.

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

All mankind shall be afraid. They shall declare the work of God, and shall wisely ponder what he has done.

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

The righteous shall be glad in Yahweh, and shall take refuge in him. All the upright in heart shall praise him!