Psalms 64
Of David
1 God, hear me as I make my plea, protect me from this frightening enemy,
2 hide me from the wicked and their schemes, from this mob of evil men,
3 sharpening their tongues like swords, shooting bitter words like arrows,
4 shooting them at the innocent from cover, shooting suddenly, without warning.
5 Urging each other on to their wicked purpose, they discuss where to hide their snares. ‘Who is going to see us?’ they say
6 ‘Who can probe our secrets?’ Who? He who probes the inmost mind and the depths of the heart.
7 God will shoot them with his own arrow, wound them without warning.
8 He will destroy them for that tongue of theirs, and all who see them fall will shake their heads.
9 Then all will feel afraid, will tell others what God has done; they will understand why he has done it.
10 The virtuous will rejoice in Yahweh, will make him their refuge; and upright hearts will be able to boast.
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