Psalm 64

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint;

Guard my life from dread of the enemy.

Hide me from the secret counsel of evildoers,

From the tumult of the workers of iniquity,

Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword.

They aimed bitter speech as their arrow,

To shoot from places of hiding at the blameless;

Suddenly they shoot at him, and do not fear.

They hold fast to themselves an evil purpose;

They talk of laying snares secretly;

They say, “Who can see them?”

They searched out unrighteousness, saying,

“We have completed a diligent search”;

For the inward thought of a man and his heart are deep.

But God will shoot them with an arrow;

Suddenly they will be wounded.

So they will cause their own tongue to turn against them;

All who see them will shake their head.

Then all men will fear,

And they will declare the work of God,

And will consider what He has done.

The righteous man will be glad in Yahweh and will take refuge in Him;

And all the upright in heart will boast.