Psalms 11:2
For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
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14 The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as be of upright conversation.
15 Their sword shall enter into their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.
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 shall 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.
7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.
11 For they intended evil against thee: they imagined a mischievous device, which they are not able to perform.
12 Therefore shalt thou make them turn their back, when thou shalt make ready thine arrows upon thy strings against the face of them.
12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13 He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
12 If he turn not, he will whet his sword; he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.
13 He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.
32 The wicked watcheth the righteous, and seeketh to slay him.
2 Which imagine mischiefs in their heart; continually are they gathered together for war.
8 He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the poor.
9 He lieth in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.
8 Their tongue is as an arrow shot out; it speaketh deceit: one speaketh peaceably to his neighbour with his mouth, but in heart he layeth his wait.
17 Surely in vain the net is sead in the sight of any bird.
18 And they lay wait for their own blood; they lurk ivily for their own lives.
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
11 They have now compassed us in our ste: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
3 And they bend their tongues like their bow for lies: but they are not valiant for the truth upon the earth; for they proceed from evil to evil, and they know not me, saith the LORD.
11 If they say, Come with us, let us lay wait for blood, let us lurk ivily for the innocent without cause:
3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.
2 The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
5 The proud have hid a snare for me, and cords; they have spread a net by the wayside; they have set gins for me. Selah.
7 Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bendeth his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my ste, when they wait for my soul.
26 For among my people are found wicked men: they lay wait, as he that setteth snares; they set a trap, they catch men.
6 They have prepared a net for my ste; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me, into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. Selah.
12 The wicked plotteth against the just, and gnasheth upon him with his teeth.
15 Lay not wait, O wicked man, against the dwelling of the righteous; spoil not his resting place:
19 The evil bow before the good; and the wicked at the gates of the righteous.
2 For their heart studieth destruction, and their lips talk of mischief.
5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.
7 For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.
10 Let their eyes be darkened, that they may not see, and bow down their back alway.
1 To the chief Musician, A alm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
1 Woe to them that devise iniquity, and work evil upon their beds! when the morning is light, they practise it, because it is in the power of their hand.
3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.
3 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
22 Let a cry be heard from their houses, when thou shalt bring a troop suddenly upon them: for they have digged a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.
21 They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.
6 For they have made ready their heart like an oven, whiles they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.
3 That they may do evil with both hands earnestly, the prince asketh, and the judge asketh for a reward; and the great man, he uttereth his mischievous desire: so they wrap it up.
4 He hath bent his bow like an enemy: he stood with his right hand as an adversary, and slew all that were pleasant to the eye in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion: he poured out his fury like fire.
14 Who rejoice to do evil, and delight in the frowardness of the wicked;
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.