Ps. 64:2-9. Hear,
O God, my voice in my lament; from the dread enemy preserve my life. Shelter me
against the council of malefactors, against the tumult of evildoers, who
sharpen their tongues like swords, who aim like arrows their bitter words. Shooting
from ambush at the innocent man, suddenly shooting at him without fear. They
resolve on their wicked plan; they conspire to set snares saying, “Who will see
us?” They devise a wicked scheme and conceal the scheme they have devised; deep
are the thoughts of each heart. But God shoots his arrows at them; suddenly
they are struck. He brings them down by their own tongues; all who see them nod
their heads. And all men fear and proclaim the work of God, and ponder what he
has done. The just man is glad in the LORD and takes refuge in him; in him
glory all the upright of heart. Amen.
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