1. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; Preserve my life from dread of the enemy.
2. Hide me from the secret counsel of evildoers, From the tumult of those who do iniquity,
3. Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword. They aimed bitter speech as their arrow,
4. To shoot from concealment at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him, and do not fear.
5. They hold fast to themselves an evil purpose; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, "Who can see them?"