- Hear my voice, O God, in my complaint; Preserve my life from dread of the enemy.
- Hide me from the secret counsel of evildoers, From the tumult of those who do iniquity,
- Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword They aimed bitter speech as their arrow,
- To shoot from concealment at the blameless; Suddenly they shoot at him, and do not fear.
- They hold fast to themselves an evil purpose; They talk of laying snares secretly; They say, "Who can see them?"
|
- (´ÙÀÀÇ ½Ã. ¼º°¡´ë ÁöÈÖÀÚ¸¦ µû¶ó ºÎ¸¥ ³ë·¡) Çϳª´ÔÀ̽ÿ©, ³»°¡ È£¼ÒÇÏ´Â ¼Ò¸®¸¦ µéÀ¸½Ã°í ¿ø¼öÀÇ À§Çù¿¡¼ ³ªÀÇ »ý¸íÀ» º¸È£ÇϼҼ.
- ¾ÇÀεéÀÇ À½¸ð¿Í ¾ÇÇÑ ±ºÁßÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ³ª¸¦ ÁöÄÑ ÁÖ¼Ò¼.
- ±×µéÀÌ ÀÚ±âµéÀÇ Çô¸¦ Įó·³ ³¯Ä«·Ó°Ô ÇÏ°í µ¶ÇÑ ¸»À» È»ìó·³ °Ü³ÉÇÏ¿©
- ¼û¾î¼ °©ÀÚ±â ÁË ¾ø´Â ÀÚ¸¦ ½î°í¼µµ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö ¾Ê½À´Ï´Ù.
- ±×µéÀÌ ¾ÇÇÑ ÀÏ¿¡ ¼·Î °Ý·ÁÇÏ°í ÇÔ²² ¸ð¿©¼ µ£ ³õÀ» °÷À» ÀdzíÇϸç, '´©°¡ ±×°ÍÀ» º¼ ¼ö Àְڴ°¡?' Çϴ±¸³ª.
|