1 Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint;guard my life from dread of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked,from the throng of the workers of iniquity;
3 they sharpen their tongue like a sword,and bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words,
4 that they may shoot in secret at the blameless;suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.