Psalms 64 | Strong's Bible

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CHAPTER 64

For the choirmaster.

A Psalm

of David.

Hear,

O God,

my voice

of complaint;

preserve

my life

from dread

of the enemy.

Hide me

from the scheming

of the wicked,

from the mob

of workers

of iniquity,

who

sharpen

their tongues

like swords

and aim

their bitter

words

like arrows,

ambushing

the innocent

in seclusion,

shooting

suddenly,

without

fear.

They hold fast

to their evil

purpose;

they speak

of hiding

their snares.

“Who

will see

them?”

they say.

They devise

injustice and say,

“We have perfected

a secret

plan.”

For the inner

man

and the heart

are mysterious.

But God

will shoot

them with arrows;

suddenly

they will be

wounded.

They will be made to stumble,

their own tongues

turned against them.

All

who see

will shake their heads.

Then all

mankind

will fear

and proclaim

the work

of God;

so they will ponder

what He has done.

Let the righteous

rejoice

in the LORD

and take refuge in Him;

let all

the upright

in heart

exult.

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