Psalms 63
1Hear my prayer, O God, when I make my petition to you; deliver my soul from fear of the enemy. 1
2You have sheltered me from the conspiracy of them that do wickedly; from the multitude of them that work iniquity; 1
3who have sharpened their tongues as a sword; they have bent their bow maliciously; 1
4to shoot in secret at the blameless; they will shoot him suddenly, and will not fear. 1
5They have set up for themselves an evil matter, they have given counsel to hide snares; they have said, Who shall see them? 1
6They have searched out iniquity; they have wearied themselves with searching diligently, a man shall approach and the heart is deep, 1
7and God shall be exalted, their wounds were caused by the weapon of the foolish children, 1
8and their tongues have set him at nothing, all that saw them were troubled; 1
9and every man was alarmed, and they related the works of God, and understood his deeds. 1
10The righteous shall rejoice in the Lord, and hope on him, and all the upright in heart shall be praised.