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Hear my voice, O God, in my 1 meditation;
Preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
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Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked,
From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,
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Who sharpen their tongue like a sword,
a And bend their bows to shoot their arrows - bitter words,
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That they may shoot in secret at the blameless;
Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.
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They encourage themselves in an evil matter;
They talk of laying snares secretly;
b They say, "Who will see them?"
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They devise iniquities:
"We have perfected a shrewd scheme."
Both the inward thought and the heart of man are deep.
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But God shall shoot at them with an arrow;
Suddenly they shall be wounded.
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So He will make them stumble over their own tongue;
c All who see them shall flee away.
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All men shall fear,
And shall d declare the work of God;
For they shall wisely consider His doing.
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e The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and trust in Him.
And all the upright in heart shall glory.