2 O God, hear my anguished voice; from the foes I dread protect my life.
3 Hide me from the malicious crowd, the mob of evildoers.
4 They sharpen their tongues like swords, ready their bows for arrows of poison words.
5 They shoot at the innocent from ambush, shoot without risk, catch them unawares.
6 They resolve on their wicked plan; they conspire to set snares; they say: “Who will see us?”
7 They devise wicked schemes, conceal the schemes they devise; the designs of their hearts are hidden. (NAB)
“The human heart has depths from which schemes of unheard-of ferocity sometimes emerge, capable of destroying in a moment the normal daily life of a people. But faith comes to our aid at these times when words seem to fail. Christ’s word is the only one that can give a response to the questions which trouble our spirit. Even if the forces of darkness appear to prevail, those who believe in God know that evil and death do not have the final say.” (Pope John Paul II, September 12, 2001) (HT to The Catholic Thing)
Increase my faith O Lord!