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.
7But God will shoot an arrow at them; Suddenly shall they be wounded.
8Thus their own tongues shall bring them down; All who see them will flee away.
9Then will all men stand in awe, And declare what God hath done, And attentively consider his work.