068) Psalm 64

Psalm 64 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

8.6.8.6 1 When I to thee my prayer make, Lord, to my voice give ear; My life save from the enemy, of whom I stand in fear.

2 Me from their secret counsel hide who do live wickedly; From insurrection of those men that work iniquity:

3 Who do their tongues with malice whet, and make them cut like swords; In whose bent bows are arrows set, ev’n sharp and bitter words:

4 That they may at the perfect man in secret aim their shot;

Yea, suddenly they dare at him to shoot, and fear it not.

5 In ill encourage they themselves, and their snares close do lay:

Together conference they have; Who shall them see? they say.

6 They have search’d out iniquities, a perfect search they keep: Of each of them the inward thought, and very heart, is deep.

7 God shall an arrow shoot at them, and wound them suddenly:

8 So their own tongue shall them confound; all who them see shall fly.

9 And on all men a fear shall fall, God’s works they shall declare; For they shall wisely notice take what these his doings are.

10 In God the righteous shall rejoice, and trust upon his might;

Yea, they shall greatly glory all in heart that are upright.

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