1
the
chief
Musician,
A
Psalm
of
David.
Hear
my
voice,
O
God,
in
my
prayer:
preserve
my
life
from
fear
of
the
enemy.
2
Hide
me
from
the
secret
counsel
of
the
wicked;
from
the
insurrection
of
the
workers
of
iniquity:
3
Who
whet
their
tongue
like
a
sword,
[and]
bend
[their
bows
to
shoot]
their
arrows,
[even]
bitter
words:
4
That
they
may
shoot
in
secret
at
the
perfect:
suddenly
do
they
shoot
at
him,
and
fear
not.
5
They
encourage
themselves
[in]
an
evil
matter:
they
commune
of
laying
snares
privily;
they
say,
Who
shall
see
them?
6
They
search
out
iniquities;
they
accomplish
a
diligent
search:
both
the
inward
[thought]
of
every
one
[of
them],
and
the
heart,
[is]
deep.
7
But
God
shall
shoot
at
them
[with]
an
arrow;
suddenly
shall
they
be
wounded.
8
So
they
shall
make
their
own
tongue
to
fall
upon
themselves:
all
that
see
them
shall
flee
away.
9
And
all
men
shall
fear,
and
shall
declare
the
work
of
God;
for
they
shall
wisely
consider
of
his
doing.
10
The
righteous
shall
be
glad
in
the
LORD,
and
shall
trust
in
him;
and
all
the
upright
in
heart
shall
glory.