Psalm 64
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
1Hear my voice, God, in my complaint.
Preserve my life from dread of the enemy.
2Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked,
from the noisy crowd of the ones doing evil;
3who sharpen their tongue like a sword,
and aim their arrows, deadly words,
4to shoot innocent men from ambushes.
They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.
5They encourage themselves in evil plans.
They talk about laying snares secretly.
They say, “Who will see them?”
6They plot injustice, saying, “We have made a perfect plan!”
The human mind and heart are cunning.
7But God will shoot at them.
They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.
8Their own tongues will ruin them.
All who see them will shake their heads.
9All humankind will be afraid.
They will declare the work of God,
and ponder what ʜᴇ has done.
10The righteous will be glad in YHWH,
and take refuge in ʜɪᴍ.
All the upright in heart will praise ʜɪᴍ!