1Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint;

preserve my life from the dread enemy.*

2Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked,

from the scheming of evildoers,*

3who whet their tongues like swords,

who aim bitter words like arrows,*

4shooting from ambush at the blameless;

they shoot suddenly and without fear.*

5They hold fast to their evil purpose;

they talk of laying snares secretly,

thinking, “Who can see us?x^,*

6Who can search out our crimes?y

We have thought out a cunningly conceived plot.”

For the human heart and mind are deep.*

7But God will shoot his arrow at them;

they will be wounded suddenly.

8Because of their tongue he will bring them to ruin;z

all who see them will shake with horror.*

9Then everyone will fear;

they will tell what God has brought about

and ponder what he has done.*

10Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord

and take refuge in him.

Let all the upright in heart glory.*