{To the Chanter, a Psalm of David} Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

The righteous shall rejoice in the LORD, and put his trust in him; and all they that are true of heart, shall be glad.

who have whet their tongue like a sword, and shoot out their arrows, even bitter words,

They have devised mischief, and communed among themselves how they may lay snares. "Tush," say they, "Who shall see them?"

And all men that see it shall say, "This hath God done!" For they shall perceive that it is his work.

Hide me from the gathering together of the froward, and from the insurrection of wicked doers,

But God shall suddenly shoot with a swift arrow, that they shall be wounded.

Yea, their own tongues shall make them fall, insomuch that whoso seeth them, shall laugh them to scorn.

They imagine wickedness, and keep it secret among themselves; every man in the deep of his heart.

That they may privily hurt the innocent, and suddenly hit him without any fear.