1. To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; guard my life from fear of the enemy.
2. Hide me from the council of those who injure, from the rebelling of the workers of iniquity,
3. who sharpen their tongue like a sword, they tread their arrows, even a bitter word,
4. so that they may shoot at the blameless one from a lurking place; suddenly they shoot at him, and fear not.
5. They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they talk of laying snares secretly; they say, Who shall see them?
6. They search out injustice, saying, We have finished hiding a hidden plot. Yea, the inward part of man and the heart are deep.
7. But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly they shall be wounded.
8. So they shall be confounded; their tongue falls on themselves; everyone seeing them shall flee.
9. And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall in wisdom think of His doing.
10. The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall trust in Him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.