1For the end, a Psalm of David.
2Hear my prayer, O God, when I make my petition to thee; deliver my soul from fear of the enemy.
3Thou hast sheltered me from the conspiracy of them that do wickedly; from the multitude of them that work iniquity;
4who have sharpened their tongues as a sword; they have bent their bow maliciously;
5to shoot in secret at the blameless; they will shoot him suddenly, and will not fear.
6They have set up for themselves an evil matter, they have given counsel to hide snares; they have said, Who shall see them?