Psalms 64

1[To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.] Hear my voice, O Elohim, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy. 2Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity: 3Who whet their tongue like a sword, bend their arrows, bitter words: 4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. 5They encourage themselves an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them? 6They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward of every one , and the heart, deep. 7But Elohim shall shoot at them an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded. 8So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away. 9And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of Elohim; for they shall wisely consider of his doing. 10The righteous shall be glad in the Yahuah, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.