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