^1aTo the choirmaster.↑

A Psalm of David.

^1bHear, O God, my voice in my oration.

Guard my life at a time of fear of the enemy.

²Hide me from the plotting of wrongdoers

– From the rage of perpetrators of iniquity,

³Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword,

And who have drawn their arrow

– A bitter word –

⁴To shoot at a man of integrity in secret.

They shoot at him suddenly

And do not fear anything.

⁵They strengthen their resolve in an evil matter,

They speak about hiding snares;

They say, “Who will see them?”

⁶They look for ways to commit injustices;

They say, “We have completed a thorough search.”

And that is the inward thought of a man and his deep heart.

⁷But God will suddenly shoot an arrow at them;

They will be in a plight of their own.

⁸They will be the cause of the matter collapsing;

Their tongue will be against them,

And everyone who sees them will flee.

⁹And every man will be in fear,

And they will relate the work of God,

And they will learn prudence from his action.

¹⁰The righteous will rejoice in the Lord

And trust in him,

And all who are upright in heart will glory.