| Chapter 64 |
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To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.
O God, let the voice of my grief come to your ear: keep my life from the fear of those who are against me. --
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Keep me safe from the secret purpose of wrongdoers; from the band of the workers of evil; --
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Who make their tongues sharp like a sword, and whose arrows are pointed, even bitter words; --
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So that in secret they may let loose their arrows at the upright, suddenly and unseen. --
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They make themselves strong in an evil purpose; they make holes for secret nets; they say, Who will see it, --
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Or make discovery of our secret purpose? The design is framed with care; and the inner thought of a man, and his heart, is deep. --
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But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded. --
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The evil of their tongues is the cause of their fall; all those who see them are shaking their heads at them. --
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And in fear men make public the works of God; and giving thought to his acts they get wisdom. --
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The upright will be glad in the Lord and have hope in him; and all the lovers of righteousness will give him glory. --
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