| Chapter 64 |
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To the chief Musician, a Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy. --
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Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity: --
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Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words: --
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That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not. --
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They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who will see them? --
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They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep. --
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But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded. --
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So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away. --
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And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing. --
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The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory. --
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