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13 lines
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Psalms.
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Chapter 64.
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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. Hear my voice, God, in my complaint. Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
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Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, from the noisy crowd of the ones doing evil;
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who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,
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to shoot innocent men from ambushes. They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.
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They encourage themselves in evil plans. They talk about laying snares secretly. They say, “Who will see them?”
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They plot injustice, saying, “We have made a perfect plan!” Surely man’s mind and heart are cunning.
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But God will shoot at them. They will be suddenly struck down with an arrow.
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Their own tongues shall ruin them. All who see them will shake their heads.
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All mankind shall be afraid. They shall declare the work of God, and shall wisely ponder what he has done.
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The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall take refuge in him. All the upright in heart shall praise him!
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