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Hide me from the secret plots[a] of evildoers,
from the unrest of those who do iniquity,
who sharpen their tongue like a sword.
They bend their bow to shoot their arrows—bitter words,
to shoot from[b] their[c] hiding places at the blameless.
Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 64:2 Hebrew “plot”
  2. Psalm 64:4 Hebrew “in”
  3. Psalm 64:4 Hebrew “the”