Psalm 64
Hear my voice, O God, in my complaining
: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked
: from the throng of evildoers,
Who sharpen their tongues like swords
: who string the bow, who take arrows of bitter words,
To shoot from hiding at the blameless man
: to strike at him suddenly and unseen.
They are confirmed in an evil purpose
: they confide it to one another while they lay the snares,
saying ‘Who will see them?’
They hatch mischief, they hide a well-considered plan
: for the mind and heart of man is very deep.
But God will shoot at them with his swift arrows
: they shall be suddenly struck through.
The Lord will bring them down for what their tongues have spoken
: and all that see it shall toss their heads in scorn.
Then all men shall fear
: and tell what the Lord has done, and ponder his works.
The righteous man shall rejoice in the Lord,
and find in him his refuge
: and all the upright in heart shall exult.