1. For the music director, a psalm of David.
2. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint. Protect my life from terror of the enemy.
3. Hide me from the conspiracy of evildoers, from the tumult of workers of iniquity,
4. who sharpened their tongue like a sword, and aimed their arrow—bitter words,
5. to shoot from hiding at the innocent, shooting suddenly at him, with no fear.
6. They are firming up their evil plan. They talk about setting secret traps. They asked, “Who would see them?”
7. They are plotting injustices: “We have completed a perfect plot!” A man’s inward part and heart are deep.
8. But God will shoot them with an arrow— suddenly their wounds will appear.
9. So their tongue will be their downfall. All who see them will flee away.
10. Then all men will fear. So they will declare the work of God, and ponder what He has done.
11. The righteous will be glad in Adonai and take refuge in Him. Let all the upright in heart give glory!