8My soul clings to you; *
your right hand holds me fast.
9May those who seek my life to destroy it *
go down into the depths of the earth;
10Let them fall upon the edge of the sword, *
and let them be food for jackals.
11But the king will rejoice in God;
all those who swear by him will be glad; *
for the mouth of those who speak lies shall be stopped.
64Exaudi, Deus
1Hear my voice, O God, when I complain; *
protect my life from fear of the enemy.
2Hide me from the conspiracy of the wicked, *
from the mob of evildoers.
3They sharpen their tongue like a sword, *
and aim their bitter words like arrows,
4That they may shoot down the blameless from ambush; *
they shoot without warning and are not afraid.
5They hold fast to their evil course; *
they plan how they may hide their snares.
6They say, “Who will see us?
who will find out our crimes? *
we have thought out a perfect plot.”
7The human mind and heart are a mystery; *
but God will loose an arrow at them,
and suddenly they will be wounded.