^{1 Ref} Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint: Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

^{2 Ref} Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, From the tumult of the workers of iniquity;

^{3 Ref} Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,

^{4 Ref} That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

^{5 Ref} They encourage themselves in an evil purpose; They commune of laying snares privily; They say, Who will see them?

^{6 Ref} They search out iniquities; We have accomplished, `say they', a diligent search: And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep.

^{7 Ref} But God will shoot at them; With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.

^{8 Ref} So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them: All that see them shall wag the head.

^{9 Ref} And all men shall fear; And they shall declare the work of God, And shall wisely consider of his doing.

^{10 Ref} The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall take refuge in him; And all the upright in heart shall glory. Psalm 65 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm. A song of David.