Psalms 55:1-8 ▼

1 For the choir director: with stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. God, listen to my prayer and do not hide from my plea for help.

2 Pay attention to me and answer me. I am restless and in turmoil with my complaint,

3 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.

4 My heart shudders within me; terrors of death sweep over me.

5 Fear and trembling grip me; horror has overwhelmed me.

6 I said, “If only I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.

7 How far away I would flee; I would stay in the wilderness. Selah

8 I would hurry to my shelter from the raging wind and the storm.”