1 [To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.] Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,
3 Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, {and} have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;
4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?
6 They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward {thought} and heart is deep.
7 But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;
8 By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.
9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.
10 The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.
1 לַמְנַצֵּחַ מִזְמֹור לְדָוִד׃
2 שְׁמַע־אֱלֹהִים קֹולִי בְשִׂיחִי מִפַּחַד אֹויֵב תִּצֹּר חַיָּי׃
3 תַּסְתִּירֵנִי מִסֹּוד מְרֵעִים מֵרִגְשַׁת פֹּעֲלֵי אָוֶן׃
4 אֲשֶׁר שָׁנְנוּ כַחֶרֶב לְשֹׁונָם דָּרְכוּ חִצָּם דָּבָר מָר׃
5 לִירֹות בַּמִּסְתָּרִים תָּם פִּתְאֹם יֹרֻהוּ וְלֹא יִירָאוּ׃
6 יְחַזְּקוּ־לָמֹו ׀ דָּבָר רָע יְסַפְּרוּ לִטְמֹון מֹוקְשִׁים אָמְרוּ מִי יִרְאֶה־לָּמֹו׃
7 יַחְפְּשׂוּ־עֹולֹת תַּמְנוּ חֵפֶשׂ מְחֻפָּשׂ וְקֶרֶב אִישׁ וְלֵב עָמֹק׃
8 וַיֹּרֵם אֱלֹהִים חֵץ פִּתְאֹום הָיוּ מַכֹּותָם׃
9 וַיַּכְשִׁילוּהוּ עָלֵימֹו לְשֹׁונָם יִתְנֹדֲדוּ כָּל־רֹאֵה בָם׃
10 וַיִּירְאוּ כָּל־אָדָם וַיַּגִּידוּ פֹּעַל אֱלֹהִים וּמַעֲשֵׂהוּ הִשְׂכִּילוּ׃
11 יִשְׂמַח צַדִּיק בַּיהוָה וְחָסָה בֹו וְיִתְהַלְלוּ כָּל־יִשְׁרֵי־לֵב׃