Emotional MeditationâBy Micah Siemens
The second movement lingers over the danger, not to magnify it, but to name it truthfully. The enemies âsharpen their tongues like swords.â Their violence is not physical but verbal. Words are honed, aimed, and released with precision. This is the kind of harm that leaves no visible bruise yet pierces just as deeply. The psalmist understands that speech can wound the spirit long before it ever touches the body.

There is calculation here. Arrows are prepared in secret. Bitter words are launched from concealment. What hurts most is not only the content of the attack, but its hiddenness. The righteous are targeted âsuddenly,â without warning. The ambush is part of the cruelty. It is not an open disagreement; it is a strike from the shadows.
The conspirators reassure one another. They âhold fast to their evil purpose.â There is a chilling solidarity in their planning. They speak of laying snares as if no one will see. Their confidence rests in invisibility. They assume that secrecy is security. In their minds, silence from heaven means absence.
The psalmist does not argue with them. He does not attempt to outmaneuver their schemes. Instead, he exposes the illusion beneath their boldness. âWho can see us?â they say. It is the oldest deceptionâthat hidden sin remains unseen. But secrecy is never the same as safety. The One to whom the psalmist prayed in the opening verses has already heard.
These verses allow us to feel the weight of being misunderstood, misrepresented, even hunted by rumor. Yet they also gently remind us that nothing spoken in darkness escapes the ear of God. The Lord hears what others whisper. And for the wounded heart, that knowledge becomes a quiet anchor. Truth does not need to rush. It only needs to endure.
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