Psalm 64
or Coverdale
Exaudi, Deus

¹ Hear my voice, O God, when I complain; *
protect my life from fear of the enemy.
² Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, *
from the mob of evildoers.
³ They sharpen their tongue like a sword, *
and aim their bitter words like arrows,
⁴ That they may shoot down the blameless from ambush; *
they shoot without warning and are not afraid.
⁵ They hold fast to their evil course; *
they plan how they may hide their snares.
⁶ They say, "Who will see us?
who will find out our crimes? *
we have thought out a perfect plot."
⁷ The human mind and heart are a mystery; *
but God will loose an arrow at them,
and suddenly they will be wounded.
⁸ He will make them trip over their tongues, *
and all who see them will shake their heads.
⁹ Everyone will stand in awe and declare God's deeds; *
they will recognize his works.
¹⁰ The righteous will rejoice in the Lord and put their trust in him, *
and all who are true of heart will glory.