[1] To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. [2] \64:1\O God, let the
voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who
are against me. [3] \64:2\Keep me safe from the secret purpose of
wrongdoers; from the band of the workers of evil; [4] \64:3\Who make their
tongues sharp like a sword, and whose arrows are pointed, even bitter
words; [5] \64:4\So that in secret they may let loose their arrows at the
upright, suddenly and unseen. [6] \64:5\They make themselves strong in an
evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it,
[7] \64:6\Or make discovery of our secret purpose? The design is framed
with care; and the inner thought of a man, and his heart, is deep. [8]
\64:7\But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded.
[9] \64:8\The evil of their tongues is the cause of their fall; all those
who see them are shaking their heads at them. [10] \64:9\And in fear men
make public the works of God; and giving thought to his acts they get
wisdom. [11] \64:10\The upright will be glad in the Lord and have hope in
him; and all the lovers of righteousness will give him glory.