1. ((To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.)) Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy
2. Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,
3. Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;
4. That they may shoot in secret at the perfect suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5. They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?
6. They devise iniquities We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.
7. But God will shoot an arrow at them suddenly are they wounded;
8. By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another all that see them shall flee away.
9. And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.
10. The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.