Psalm 55:3–7

because of the noise of the enemy,

because of the oppression of the wicked.

For they drop trouble upon me,

and in anger they bear a grudge against me.

My heart is in anguish within me;

the terrors of death have fallen upon me.

Fear and trembling come upon me,

and horror overwhelms me.

And I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!

I would fly away and be at rest;

yes, I would wander far away;

I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah

because of what my enemy is saying,

because of the threats of the wicked;

for they bring down suffering on me

and assail me in their anger.

My heart is in anguish within me;

the terrors of death have fallen on me.

Fear and trembling have beset me;

horror has overwhelmed me.

I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!

I would fly away and be at rest.

I would flee far away

and stay in the desert;

because of the enemy’s words,

because of the pressure of the wicked.

For they bring down disaster on me

and harass me in anger.

My heart shudders within me;

terrors of death sweep over me.

Fear and trembling grip me;

horror has overwhelmed me.

I said, “If only I had wings like a dove!

I would fly away and find rest.

How far away I would flee;

I would stay in the wilderness.

Selah

My enemies shout at me,

making loud and wicked threats.

They bring trouble on me

and angrily hunt me down.

My heart pounds in my chest.

The terror of death assaults me.

Fear and trembling overwhelm me,

and I can’t stop shaking.

Oh, that I had wings like a dove;

then I would fly away and rest!

I would fly far away

to the quiet of the wilderness.

Interlude

because of the voice of an enemy,

because of the oppression of the wicked,

because they bring down evil on me,

and in anger they hold a grudge against me.

My heart trembles within me,

and deathly terrors fall on me.

Fear and trembling come on me,

and horror overwhelms me.

So I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove.

I would fly away and be at rest.

Look, I would flee far away.

I would dwell in the wilderness. Selah

Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked:

For they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.

My heart is sore pained within me:

And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me,

And horror hath overwhelmed me.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove!

For then would I fly away, and be at rest.

Lo, then would I wander far off,

And remain in the wilderness. Selah.