Psalms 64:3
Who whet their tongue like a sword, bend their arrows, bitter words:
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Context
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.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:
3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, bend their arrows, bitter words:
4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them?