4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
1 To the chief Musician, a Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:
3 Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:
4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who will see them?
6 They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.
64:4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
64:4They shoot from ambush at the innocent man; they shoot at him suddenly, without fear.
64:4to shoot in secret the undefiled.
64:4That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: Suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
64:4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
64:4That they may shoot in secret places at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
64:4to shoot innocent men from ambushes. They shoot at him suddenly and fearlessly.
64:4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
64:4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.