Psalm 64 - Remastered

Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint
Preserve my life from the dread enemy
Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked
From the scheming of evildoers
Who whet their tongues like swords
Who aim bitter words like arrows
Shooting from ambush at the blameless
They shoot suddenly and without fear

They hold fast to their evil purpose
They talk of laying snares secretly
Thinking, "Who can see us? Who will know our crimes?
"We've devised a cunning plot."
For the human heart and mind are deep

But God will shoot his arrow at them
They will be wounded suddenly
Because of their tongue he'll bring their ruin
All those who see will shake with fear

Everyone will fear; they'll tell what God has done
They'll ponder what our God has brought about
Let the righteous rejoice in the Lord
And take refuge in him
And all the morally upright will boast

But God will shoot his arrow at them
They will be wounded suddenly
Because of their tongue he'll bring their ruin
All those who see will shake with fear

But God will shoot his arrow at them
They will be wounded suddenly
Because of their tongue he'll bring their ruin
All those who see will shake with fear