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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. |
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Hear my voice, O YAHUVEH, in my complaint: Preserve my life from fear of
the enemy. |
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Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, From the tumult of the
workers of iniquity; |
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Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrows,
even bitter words, |
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That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: Suddenly do they
shoot at him, and fear not. |
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They encourage themselves in an evil purpose; They commune of laying
snares privily; They say, Who will see them? |
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They search out iniquities; We have accomplished, say they, a
diligent search: And the inward thought and the heart of every one is deep. |
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But YAHUVEH will shoot at them; With an arrow suddenly shall they be
wounded. |
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So they shall be made to stumble, their own tongue being against them:
All that see them shall wag the head. |
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And all men shall fear; And they shall declare the work of YAHUVEH, And
shall wisely consider of his doing. |
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The righteous shall be glad in YAHUVEH, and shall take refuge in him; And
all the upright in heart shall glory. |