1For the chief musician. A psalm of David. Hear my voice, God, listen to my complaint; preserve my life from fear of my enemies.
2Hide me from the secret plotting of evildoers, from the commotion of the doers of iniquity.
3They have sharpened their tongues like swords; they have aimed their arrows, bitter words,
4so that they may shoot from secret places at someone who is innocent; suddenly they shoot at him and fear nothing.
5They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they consult privately together in order to set traps; they say, “Who will see us?”