Oppressed by the Wicked but Rejoicing in the Lord

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

64 Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation;Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.² Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked,From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,³ Who sharpen their tongue like a sword,And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words,⁴ That they may shoot in secret at the blameless;Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

⁵ They encourage themselves in an evil matter;They talk of laying snares secretly;They say, “Who will see them?”⁶ They devise iniquities:“We have perfected a shrewd scheme.”Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep.

⁷ But God shall shoot at them with an arrow;Suddenly they shall be wounded.⁸ So He will make them stumble over their own tongue;All who see them shall flee away.⁹ All men shall fear,And shall declare the work of God;For they shall wisely consider His doing.

¹⁰ The righteous shall be glad in the Lord, and trust in Him.And all the upright in heart shall glory.