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Hear me, my God, as I voice my complaint
Protect my life from the threat of the enemy
Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked
From the plots of evildoers; don’t let it be

They sharpen their tongues like swords
And aim cruel words like deadly arrows
They shoot from ambush at the innocent
They shoot suddenly, without fear as from the shadows

They encourage each other in evil plans
They talk about hiding their snares
They say, “Who will see it?”
They say, “Who will care?”

They plot injustice and say
“We have devised a perfect plan!”
Surely the human mind and heart are cunning
And if you are target you’d better run

But God will shoot them with His arrows
They will suddenly be struck down in their turn
He will turn their own tongues against them and bring them to ruin
All who see them will shake their heads in scorn

All people will fear
They will proclaim the works of God and ponder what He has done
The righteous will rejoice in the Lord and take refuge in Him
All the upright in heart will glory the Lord who is the one!