Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows-- bitter words,
64:2 Hide me from the secret plots of the wicked, From the rebellion of the workers of iniquity,
64:3 Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows-- bitter words,
64:4 That they may shoot in secret at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him and do not fear.