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Salmos 64

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

1 Hear my voice, O God, in my meditation; preserve my life from fear of the enemy.

2 Hide me from the counsel of the wicked, from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity,

3 who sharpen their tongue like a sword. They have bent their bows to shoot their arrows; even bitter words,

4 so that they may shoot at the perfect one from a hiding place; suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.

5 They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they talk of laying snares secretly; they say, Who shall see them?

6 They devise injustice; they have finished searching out a plot. Yea, the inward part of man and the heart are unfathomable.

7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly they shall be wounded.

8 So they shall stumble over their own tongues; everyone who sees them shall flee away.

9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall prudently comprehend His works.

10 The righteous shall be glad in Jehovah, and shall trust in Him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

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