64 — Exaudi, Deus

1   Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer; *
        preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

2   Hide me from the gathering together of the wicked, *
        and from the tumult of evildoers,

3   Who have whet their tongue like a sword, *
        and shoot out their arrows, even bitter words,

4   That they may secretly shoot at the one who is blameless; *
        suddenly do they shoot him, and fear not.

5   They hold fast to their evil purpose, *
        and discuss among themselves how they may lay snares, and say that no one shall see them.

6   They imagine wickedness, and practice a cunning plot; *
        for the human heart and mind are very deep.

7   But God shall suddenly shoot at them with a swift arrow, *
        and they shall be wounded.

8   Indeed, their own tongues shall make them fall, *
        so that all who see them shall laugh them to scorn.

9   And all shall fear and tell what God has done, *
        for they shall perceive that it is his work.

10  The righteous shall rejoice in the Lord and put their trust in him, *
        and all who are true of heart shall be glad.