Psalm 64
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For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice of complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy. Begin Abide·
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Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity, Begin Abide·
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who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows, Begin Abide·
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ambushing the innocent in seclusion, shooting suddenly, without fear. Begin Abide·
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They hold fast to their evil purpose; they speak of hiding their snares. “Who will see them?” they say. Begin Abide·
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They devise injustice and say, “We have perfected a secret plan.” For the inner man and the heart are mysterious. Begin Abide·
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But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be wounded. Begin Abide·
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They will be made to stumble, their own tongues turned against them. All who see will shake their heads. Begin Abide·
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Then all mankind will fear and proclaim the work of God; so they will ponder what He has done. Begin Abide·
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Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; let all the upright in heart exult. Begin Abide·