Hide Me from the Wicked
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.
1Hear my voice, O God, in my mcomplaint;
preserve my life from dread of the enemy.
2Hide me from nthe secret plots of the wicked,
from the throng of evildoers,
3who owhet their tongues like swords,
who paim bitter words like arrows,
4shooting from qambush at the blameless,
shooting at him suddenly and rwithout fear.
5They shold fast to their evil purpose;
they talk of tlaying snares secretly,
thinking, u“Who can see them?”
6They search out injustice,
saying, “We have accomplished a diligent search.”
For vthe inward mind and heart of a man are deep.
7wBut God shoots his arrow at them;
they are wounded suddenly.
8They are brought to ruin, with their own xtongues turned against them;
all who ysee them will zwag their heads.
9Then all mankind yfears;
they atell what God has brought about
and ponder what he has done.
10Let bthe righteous one rejoice in the Lord
and ctake refuge in him!
Let all dthe upright in heart exult!
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