Bible

1 [For the choir director. A Davidic psalm.] God, hear my voice when I complain. Protect my life from the terror of the enemy. 2 Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of evildoers, 3 who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim bitter words like arrows, 4 shooting from concealed places at the innocent. They shoot at him suddenly and are not afraid. 5 They encourage each other in an evil plan; they talk about hiding traps and say, "Who will see them?" 6 They devise crimes [and say,] "We have perfected a secret plan." The inner man and the heart are mysterious. 7 But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly, they will be wounded. 8 They will be made to stumble; their own tongues work against them. All who see them will shake their heads. 9 Then everyone will fear and will tell about God's work, for they will understand what He has done. 10 The righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; all the upright in heart offer praise.