Psalm 64

New Coverdale Version

Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer; * preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

Hide me from the gathering together of the wicked, * and from the tumult of evildoers,

Who have whet their tongue like a sword, * and shoot out their arrows, even bitter words,

That they may secretly shoot at the one who is blameless; * suddenly do they shoot him, and fear not.

They hold fast to their evil purpose, * and discuss among themselves how they may lay snares, and say that no one shall see them.

They imagine wickedness, and practice a cunning plot; * for the human heart and mind are very deep.

But God shall suddenly shoot at them with a swift arrow, * and they shall be wounded.

Indeed, their own tongues shall make them fall, * so that all who see them shall laugh them to scorn.

And all shall fear and tell what God has done, * for they shall perceive that it is his work.

The righteous shall rejoice in the Lord and put their trust in him, * and all who are true of heart shall be glad.