For the director.לַמְנַצֵּחַA psalmמִזְמוֹרof David.לְדָוִדHear,שְׁמַעElohim,אֱלֹהִיםmy voiceקוֹלִיin my complaint;בְשִׂיחִיfrom the dreadמִפַּחַדof the enemyאוֹיֵבguardתִּצֹּרmy life.חַיָּי
Hide meתַּסְתִּירֵנִיfrom the intimate counselמִסּוֹדof evildoers,מְרֵעִיםfrom the tumultמֵרִגְשַׁתof those who workפֹּעֲלֵיwickedness,אָוֶן
whoאֲשֶׁרhave sharpenedשָׁנְנוּlike a swordכַחֶרֶבtheir tongue;לְשׁוֹנָםthey have drawnדָּרְכוּtheir arrow,חִצָּםa bitterמָרword,דָּבָר
to shootלִירוֹתfrom hiding placesבַּמִּסְתָּרִיםat the blameless;תָּםsuddenlyפִּתְאֹםthey shoot at himיֹרֻהוּand do notוְלֹאfear.יִירָאוּ
They hold fastיְחַזְּקוּ לָמוֹto an evilרָעmatter;דָּבָרthey talkיְסַפְּרוּof hidingלִטְמוֹןtraps;מוֹקְשִׁיםthey say,אָמְרוּ“Whoמִיwill see them?”יִרְאֶה לָּמוֹ
They search outיַחְפְּשׂוּinjustices:עוֹלֹת“We have completedתַּמְנוּa thoroughly searched-outמְחֻפָּשׂplan.”חֵפֶשׂAnd the inward partוְקֶרֶבof each oneאִישׁand the heartוְלֵבare deep.עָמֹק
ButוַElohimאֱלֹהִיםshoots themיֹּרֵםwith an arrow;חֵץsuddenlyפִּתְאוֹםtheir woundsמַכּוֹתָםcome.הָיוּ
And their own tongueוַ לְשׁוֹנָםmakes them stumbleיַּכְשִׁילוּהוּagainst themselves;עָלֵימוֹallכָּלwho see themרֹאֵה בָםshake their heads.יִתְנֹדֲדוּ
Andוַallכָּלhuman beingsאָדָםfear,יִּירְאוּand they declareוַיַּגִּידוּthe workפֹּעַלof Elohim,אֱלֹהִיםand what he has doneוּמַעֲשֵׂהוּthey understand.הִשְׂכִּילוּ
The righteousצַדִּיקwill be gladיִשְׂמַחin YHWHבַּיהוָהand take refugeוְחָסָהin him,בוֹandוְallכָּלthe uprightיִשְׁרֵיin heartלֵבwill glory.יִתְהַלְלוּ