Psalm 64 Oppressed by the Wicked But Rejoicing in the Lord To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. 64 1Hear my voice, O God, in my [C]meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy. 2Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity, 3Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words, 4That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear. 5They encourage themselves in an evil matter; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, “Who will see them?” 6They devise iniquities: “We have perfected a shrewd scheme.” Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep. 7But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; Suddenly they shall be wounded. 8So He will make them stumble over their own tongue; All who see them shall flee away. 9All men shall fear, And shall declare the work of God; For they shall wisely consider His doing. 10The righteous shall be glad in the Lord, and trust in Him. And all the upright in heart shall glory.
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