Psalms

64 God, hear my voice in my anxiety;

you are to protect me from the dread of an enemy,

2 To screen me from a coterie of malefactors,

from an aggregation of villains,

3 Who have sharpened their tongues like swords,

have drawn their arrows, bitter matter,

4 To shoot from behind a blind at a steady man,

shoot him suddenly and not be seen,

5 Strengthen their position in a bad business,

recite directions for hiding traps;

They say “who sees them,

6 searches out their foul play?”

But the searching of them is done,

each man’s bosom is searched, and a deep heart,

7 And God shoots an arrow at them,

suddenly come their wounds,

8 And they make him stumble;

against them is their tongue;

Everybody that has the sight of them will make off,

9 and all mankind be aghast

And report God’s doing

and be enlightened as to his work.