Psalm 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.

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Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:

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Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

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That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

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They encourage themselves in an evil 1matter: they commune 2of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them?

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1They search out iniquities; they accomplish 2a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.


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But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly 1shall they be wounded.

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So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.

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And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.

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The righteous shall be glad in the Lord, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.