Psalm 55:1–11
1 Give ear to my prayer, O God,
And do not hide Yourself from my supplication.
I aam 3restless in my complaint, and moan noisily,
3 Because of the voice of the enemy,
Because of the oppression of the wicked;
bFor they bring down trouble upon me,
And in wrath they hate me.
4 cMy heart is severely pained within me,
And the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me,
And horror has overwhelmed me.
6 So I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
7 Indeed, I would wander far off,
And remain in the wilderness.
Selah
From the windy storm and tempest.”
9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their 4tongues,
For I have seen dviolence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go around it on its walls;
eIniquity and trouble are also in the midst of it.
11 Destruction is in its midst;
fOppression and deceit do not depart from its streets.