| Chapter 64 |
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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint: Preserve my life from fear of the enemy. -
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Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, From the tumult of the workers of iniquity; -
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Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words, -
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That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. -
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They encourage themselves in an evil purpose; They commune of laying snares privily; They say, Who will see them? -
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They search out iniquities; We have accomplished, [say they], a diligent search: And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep. -
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But God will shoot at them; With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded. -
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So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them: All that see them shall wag the head. -
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And all men shall fear; And they shall declare the work of God, And shall wisely consider of his doing. -
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The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall take refuge in him; And all the upright in heart shall glory. -
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