Psalms 64

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy. Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity: Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words: That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they speak of laying snares secretly; they say, Who shall see them? {matter: or, speech} {of...: Heb. to hide his snares} They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them , and the heart, is deep. {they...: or, we are consumed by that which they have throughly searched} {a diligent...: Heb. a search searched}

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

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