| 1 For the director of music. A psalm of David. Hear me, O God, as I voice my complaint; protect my life from the threat of the enemy. |
| 2 Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, from that noisy crowd of evildoers. |
| 3 They sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their words like deadly arrows. |
| 4 They shoot from ambush at the innocent man; they shoot at him suddenly, without fear. |
| 5 They encourage each other in evil plans, they talk about hiding their snares; they say, "Who will see them?" |
| 6 They plot injustice and say, "We have devised a perfect plan!" Surely the mind and heart of man are cunning. |
| 7 But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be struck down. |
| 8 He will turn their own tongues against them and bring them to ruin; all who see them will shake their heads in scorn. |
| 9 All mankind will fear; they will proclaim the works of God and ponder what he has done. |
| 10 Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in him; let all the upright in heart praise him! |
