Psalms 64:2-6

²Hide me from the assembly of the wicked, From the brawling crowd of evil-doers!

³For like a sword they sharpen their tongues, Like arrows they aim their poisoned words,

⁴To shoot in secret at the upright; Suddenly do they shoot at him without fear.

⁵They prepare themselves for an evil deed; They commune of laying secret snares: “Who,” say they, “will see them?”

⁶They meditate crimes: “We have finished,” say they, “our plans!” The heart and bosom of every one of them are deep.