1 Hear my voice, O God, as I complain; guard my life from the terror of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked, from the tumult of those who do iniquity,
3 who whet their tongue like a sword and fit their arrow, a bitter word,
4 to shoot in hidden places at the blameless; suddenly they shoot at him, without fear.
5 They make firm for themselves an evil matter; they talk of laying snares in secret; they say, "Who will see them?"
6 They search out wrongs: "We have finished a carefully searched-out scheme." The inner self of man and his heart are deep.
7 But God will shoot at them; with an arrow they will suddenly be struck.
8 They will make him stumble, their own tongue against them; all who look on them will shake the head.
9 And all men will fear and declare the deed of God, and they will consider his work.
10 The righteous will be glad in the LORD and find refuge in him; all the upright in heart will boast.