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 commune of laying snares privily; 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.

*64:5 matter: or, speech

64:5 of…: Heb. to hide his snares

64:6 they…: or, we are consumed by that which they have throughly searched

§64:6 a diligent…: Heb. a search searched

**64:7 shall they…: Heb. their wound shall be