Psalms 55:1-11 ▼

1 For the one directing. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Turn your ear, O God, to my prayer, and do not hide Yourself from my supplication.

2 Be attentive to me, and answer me; for I am restless in my complaint, and make a noise,

3 from the voice of the enemy, from the face of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring down trouble upon me, and in anger they hate me.

4 My heart is writhing within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.

5 Fear and trembling have come upon me, and shuddering has covered me.

6 And I said, “Who shall give to me a wing like a dove, that I might fly away and be at rest—

7 behold, I would go far off wandering and would lodge in the wilderness. Selah

8 I would hurry to shelter for myself, from the rushing wind, from the tempest.”

9 Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongues! For I have seen violence and strife in the city.

10 Day and night they go around it, on its walls, and iniquity and trouble are within it.

11 Disasters are within it, and oppression and deceit do not depart from its streets.