Psalm chapter 64 tag:brojed.org/cms,2026-04-22:20260422 2026-04-22T03:58:44+00:00 tag:brojed.org/cms,2026-04-22:20260422 2026-04-22T03:58:44+00:00

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; Preserve my life from fear of the enemy. Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity, Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend [their bows to shoot] their arrows -- bitter words, That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear. They encourage themselves [in] an evil matter; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, "Who will see them?" They devise iniquities: "We have perfected a shrewd scheme." Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep. But God shall shoot at them [with] an arrow; Suddenly they shall be wounded. So He will make them stumble over their own tongue; All who see them shall flee away. All men shall fear, And shall declare the work of God; For they shall wisely consider His doing. The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and trust in Him. And all the upright in heart shall glory.

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