[1] Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; guard my life from dread of the enemy. [2] Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked, from the throng of the workers of iniquity; [3] they sharpen their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows-bitter words, [4] that they may shoot in secret at the blameless; suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear. [5] They harden themselves in an evil matter; they talk privately of laying snares; they say, "Who will see them?" [6] They devise injustice, saying "We have perfected a secret plot." Both the inward thought of man and the heart are deep. [7] But God will suddenly shoot them with an arrow; they will be wounded. [8] They will bring ruin on themselves by their own tongues; all who see them will flee away. [9] All people will fear, and declare the work of God; they will wisely consider His deeds. [10] The righteous will be glad in the LORD, and seek refuge in Him, and all the upright in heart will glory.
