Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer.
Save my life from the fear of my foe.
Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, from the scheming of those who do
evil.
Those who sharpen their tongues just like swords, and who aim bitter words just like
arrows, from an ambush they'll shoot at the blameless.
They will shoot suddenly without fear.
But let the righteous rejoice in the Lord, and take refuge in Him.
Let the upright in heart glory.
They hold fast to their evil designs, and in secret they plan to lay snares.
For they think, who will ever see us?
Who will ever discover our crimes?
For we've planned it all out carefully, and a cunning, clever plot we've
conceived.
For the mind and the heart of a man, in his inner most places are deep.
But let the righteous rejoice in the Lord, and take refuge in Him.
Let the upright in heart glory.
God will shoot His arrow at them, and all of a sudden they'll be wounded.
By their tongue He will bring them to ruin, and all who see them will wake.
Then all men shall be afraid.
They will tell what God has wrought.
Yes, they'll tell of the workings of God, and will ponder what He has done.
Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord, and take refuge in Him.
Let the upright in heart glory.
Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord, and take refuge in Him.
Let the upright in heart glory.