Salmos 64

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² 64:1To the chief Musician, a Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

³ 64:2Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:

⁴ 64:3Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

⁵ 64:4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

⁶ 64:5They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who will see them?

⁷ 64:6They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.

⁸ 64:7But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

⁹ 64:8So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.

¹⁰ 64:9And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.

¹¹ 64:10The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.