1 “For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” Hear my voice, O God! when I pray! Preserve my life from the terrors of the enemy! 2 Hide me from the assembly of the wicked, From the brawling crowd of evil-doers! 3 For like a sword they sharpen their tongues, Like arrows they aim their poisoned words, 4 To shoot in secret at the upright; Suddenly do they shoot at him without fear. 5 They prepare themselves for an evil deed; They commune of laying secret snares: “Who,” say they, “will see them?” 6 They meditate crimes: “We have finished,” say they, “our plans!” The heart and bosom of every one of them are deep. 7 But God will shoot an arrow at them; Suddenly shall they be wounded. 8 Thus their own tongues shall bring them down; All who see them will flee away. 9 Then will all men stand in awe, And declare what God hath done, And attentively consider his work. 10 The righteous shall rejoice, and trust in the LORD; All the upright in heart shall glory.