Psm55:1 To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God;and hide not thyself from my supplication!
Psm55:2 Attend to me, and answer me;I am overcome by my trouble. I am distraught
Psm55:3 by the noise of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring trouble upon me, and in anger they cherish enmity against me.
Psm55:4 My heart is in anguish within me, the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
Psm55:5 Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me.
Psm55:6 And I say, 'O that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest;
Psm55:7 yea, I would wander afar, I would lodge in the wilderness, [Selah]
Psm55:8 I would haste to find me a shelter from the raging wind and tempest.'
Psm55:9 Destroy their plans, O Lord, confuse their tongues;for I see violence and strife in the city.
Psm55:10 Day and night they go around it on its walls;and mischief and trouble are within it,
Psm55:11 ruin is in its midst;oppression and fraud do not depart from its market place.
Psm55:12 It is not an enemy who taunts me -- then I could bear it;it is not an adversary who deals insolently with me -- then I could hide from him.
Psm55:13 But it is you, my equal, my companion, my familiar friend.
Psm55:14 We used to hold sweet converse together;within God's house we walked in fellowship.
Psm55:15 Let death come upon them;let them go down to Sheol alive;let them go away in terror into their graves.
Psm55:16 But I call upon God;and the LORD will save me.
Psm55:17 Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complaint and moan, and he will hear my voice.
Psm55:18 He will deliver my soul in safety from the battle that I wage, for many are arrayed against me.
Psm55:19 God will give ear, and humble them, he who is enthroned from of old;because they keep no law, and do not fear God. [Selah]
Psm55:20 My companion stretched out his hand against his friends, he violated his covenant.
Psm55:21 His speech was smoother than butter, yet war was in his heart;his words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
Psm55:22 Cast your burden on the LORD, and he will sustain you;he will never permit the righteous to be moved.
Psm55:23 But thou, O God, wilt cast them down into the lowest pit;men of blood and treachery shall not live out half their days. But I will trust in thee.
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