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1 For the one directing. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice in my complaint; from the dread of the enemy, may You preserve my life. 2 Hide me from the counsel of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity, 3 who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim a bitter word as their arrow, 4 to shoot in secret at the blameless; suddenly they shoot at him, and do not fear. 5 They strengthen themselves in a word of evil; they recount the hiding of snares—they say, “Who is looking at them?” 6 They search out injustice: “We have perfected a searching plot.” And the inner man and the heart is deep! 7 And God will shoot at them an arrow—suddenly they will be wounded. 8 They will be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them; all those looking on them will flee. Psalms 64:1-8, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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