Psalm 64

Lord, Thy humble suppliant hear.
Save me, save me from my fear.
From the malice of my foe
Keep me all my days below.

O preserve my life above.
Far beyond their reach remove.
From their force and treachery,
Jesu, hide my life in Thee.

Wicked men who Thee oppose
They declare themselves my foes;
All the sons of Belial rage,
War against Thy servant wage.

Lo, they whet their tongues like swords,
Shoot as darts their bitter words,
Secretly the just defame,
Stab with lies his honest fame.

Still to bolder mischiefs rise,
Gall him with authentic lies.
Him with perjuries assail.
All the fiery darts of hell.

Bent on evil, every one
Urges his associates on.
Commune how their snares to lay,
How devour the thoughtless prey.

They the innocent beset.
Catch the righteous in their net,
Harden'd by impunity,
Who (they say) the deed shall see?

Evil eager they pursue,
Glad the purposed evil do.
Mischiefs in their hearts conceal,
Hearts as deep and black as hell.

But the righteous, Lord, at last,
Shall at them an arrow cast.
Wound them with a sudden wound.
All their craftiness confound:

xo Make their tongues themselves bewray,
Force them their own Hes to' unsay,
Their own vileness to declare,
Their own perjuries forswear.

: I Who the convict liars see
Shall with just abhorrence flee.
Shudder at the touch unclean,
Start from the detested sin.

All who of their downfall hear.
Struck with reverential fear,
Shall an awful lesson learn,
Shall the work of God discern;

Still with lowly thanks declare
Righteous all His judgments are:
But the saints shall make their boast
Of His love, and praise Him most.

All the men whose hearts are right
Shall in Jesu's praise delight.
Glad in Him their faith confess.
Shout the Lord their Righteousness.