Psalms 64

1 For the chief musician. A psalm of David. Hear my voice, God, listen to my complaint; preserve my life from fear of my enemies.⋮

2 Hide me from the secret plotting of evildoers, from the commotion of the doers of iniquity.⋮

3 They have sharpened their tongues like swords; they have aimed their arrows, bitter words,⋮

4 so that they may shoot from secret places at someone who is innocent; suddenly they shoot at him and fear nothing.⋮

5 They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they consult privately together in order to set traps; they say, “Who will see us?”⋮

6 They invent sinful plans; “We have finished,” they say, “a careful plan.” The inner thoughts and hearts of man are deep.⋮

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

8 They will be made to stumble, since their own tongues are against them; all who see them will wag their heads.⋮

9 All people will fear and will declare God's deeds. They will wisely think about what he has done.⋮

10 The righteous will be glad about Yahweh and will take refuge in him; all the upright in heart will take pride in him.⋮