The Lord has heard my crying. You know every heart and mind, and you always do right. Now make violent people stop, but protect all of us who obey you. You, God, are my shield, the protector of everyone whose heart is right. Those who know your name will trust in you.
Wicked people are too proud.
They do not look for God. There is no room for God in their thoughts. Like hunters, the wicked string their bows. They set their arrows on the bowstrings. They shoot from dark places at those who are honest.