Psalms, 64

To the director. A melody of David.

¹ Hear, O God, my voice in my concern. From the dreadfulness of the enemy may you safeguard my life.

² May you conceal me from the confidential talk of evildoers, From the tumult of practicers of hurtfulness,

³ Who have sharpened their tongue just like a sword, Who have aimed their arrow, bitter speech,

⁴ To shoot from concealed places at someone blameless. All of a sudden they shoot at him and do not fear.

⁵ They hold themselves down to bad speech; They make statements about hiding traps. They have said: “Who sees them?”^*1

⁶ They keep searching out unrighteous things; They have hidden a shrewd device well searched out, And the inward part of each one, even [his] heart, is deep.

⁷ But God will shoot at them with an arrow suddenly. Wounds have resulted to them,

⁸ And they cause one to stumble. [But] their tongue is against their own selves. All those looking upon them will shake their head,

⁹ And all earthling men will become afraid; And they will tell of the activity of God, And they will certainly have insight into his work.

¹⁰ And the righteous one will rejoice in Jehovah and will indeed take refuge in him; And all the upright in heart will boast.