1. When I to thee my prayer make,Lord, to my voice give ear;My life save from the enemy,of whom I stand in fear.
2. Me from their secret counsel hidewho do live wickedly;From insurrection of those menthat work iniquity:
3. Who do their tongues with malice whet,and make them cut like swords;In whose bent bows are arrows set,ev'n sharp and bitter words:
4. That they may at the perfect manin secret aim their shot;Yea, suddenly they dare at him to shoot,and fear it not.
5. In ill encourage they themselves,and their snares close do lay:Together conference they have;Who shall them see? they say.
6. They have search'd out iniquities,a perfect search they keep:Of each of them the inward thought,and very heart, is deep.
7. God shall an arrow shoot at them,and wound them suddenly:
8. So their own tongue shall them confound;all who them see shall fly.
9. And on all men a fear shall fall,God's works they shall declare;For they shall wisely notice takewhat these his doings are.
10. In God the righteous shall rejoice,and trust upon his might;Yea, they shall greatly glory allin heart that are upright.