4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice, in my meditation, From the fear of an enemy Thou keepest my life,
2 Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.
3 Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow — a bitter word.
4 To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
5 They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?'
6 They search out perverse things, 'We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart are 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.
64:4That they may shoot in secret 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.
64:4That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.