LXIV PRAYER FOR DELIVERANCE FROM SECRET ENEMIES
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
［1］ HEAR my voice, O God, in my complaint:
Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
［2］ Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers,
From the tumult〖Or, throng.〗 of the workers of iniquity;
［3］ Who have whet their tongue like a sword,
And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,
［4］ That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect:
Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
［5］ They encourage themselves in an evil purpose;
They commune of laying snares privily;
They say, Who will see them?
［6］ They search out iniquities;
We〖Or, as otherwise read, They have accomplished (or, have hidden).〗 have accomplished, say they, a diligent search:
And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep.
［7］ But God will shoot at them;
With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.
［8］ So they〖Or, shall they against whom their tongue was make them to stumble.〗 shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them:
All that see them shall wag〖Or, flee away.〗 the head.
［9］ And all men shall fear;
And they shall declare the work of God,
And shall wisely consider of his doing.
［10］ The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall take refuge in him;
And all the upright in heart shall glory.