Psalms 64

Verse 1. 1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy. Verse 2. 2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity: Verse 3. 3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words: Verse 4. 4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. Verse 5. 5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them? Verse 6. 6 They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.

Verse 7. 7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded. Verse 8. 8 So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away. Verse 9. 9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing. Verse 10. 10 The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.