Psalms 64:2-6

²Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.

³Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow — a bitter word.

⁴To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.

⁵They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?'

⁶They search out perverse things, 'We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart are deep.