Psalms 64
Chapter 64 of 150
1 Treacherous Conspirators Punished by God. For the leader. A psalm of David.
2 O God, hear my anguished voice; from a dreadful foe protect my life.
3 Hide me from the malicious crowd, the mob of evildoers.
4 They sharpen their tongues like swords, bend their bows of poison words.
5 They shoot at the innocent from ambush, they shoot him in a moment and do not fear.
6 They resolve on their wicked plan; they conspire to set snares; they say: “Who will see us?”
7 They devise wicked schemes, conceal the schemes they devise; the designs of their hearts are hidden.
8 God shoots an arrow at them; in a moment they are struck down.
9 They are brought down by their own tongues; all who see them flee.
10 Every person fears and proclaims God’s actions, they ponder his deeds.
11 The righteous rejoices and takes refuge in the Lord; all the upright give praise.