1 Hear my voice, O God, in my lamenting. Preserve my life from [the] fear of [the] enemy.
2 Hide me from [the] secret plots of evildoers, from [the] unrest of [those who] do iniquity,
3 who sharpen their tongue like a sword. They bend [their bow to shoot] their arrows--bitter words,
4 to shoot from their hiding places [at the] blameless. Suddenly they shoot [at] him and do not fear.
5 They encourage themselves [in the] evil matter. They talk of secretly laying snares. They say, "Who will see them?"
6 {They carefully plot} injustices [saying], "We have perfected {the perfect plot}!" Both [the] {inner thought} and heart of man [are] deep.