3Who have whet their tongue like a sword, and have aimed their arrows, even bitter words:
3Who have whet their tongue like a sword, and have aimed their arrows, even bitter words:
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers; from the tumult of the workers of iniquity:
3 Who have whet their tongue like a sword, and have aimed their arrows, even bitter words:
4 That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves in an evil purpose; they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who shall see them?
64:3Who whet their tongue like a sword, [and] bend [their bows to shoot] their arrows, [even] bitter words:
64:3They sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their words like deadly arrows.
64:3For they have whetted their tongues like a sword; they have bent their bow a bitter thing,
64:3Who have whet their tongue like a sword, And have aimed their arrows, even bitter words,
64:3Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, and have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;
64:3Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:
64:3who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,
64:3Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow — a bitter word.
64:3Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words: