Psalms - Chapter 64 | New King James Version

  • 1. To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. 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.