To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
1. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
2. Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked, from the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,
3. Who sharpen their tongue like a sword and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words;
4. So that they may shoot at the blameless from concealment—suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.
5. They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they talk of laying snares secretly; they say, “Who shall see them?”
6. They plot injustices, saying, “We have made a perfect plan.” For the inward thought and heart of man is cunning.
7. But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly they shall be wounded.
8. So they shall make their own tongue a stumbling block for themselves. Everyone seeing them shall shake the head.
9. And all men shall fear and shall declare the work of God, for they shall wisely consider His doing.
10. The righteous shall be glad in the LORD and shall take refuge in Him, and all the upright in heart shall glory.
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