Psalms 55

For the Leader; with string-music. Maschil of David. Give ear, O God, to my prayer; and hide not Thyself from my supplication. Attend unto me, and hear me; I am distraught in my complaint, and will moan; Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked; for they cast mischief upon me, and in anger they persecute me. My heart doth writhe within me; and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me. And I said: 'Oh that I had wings like a dove! then would I fly away, and be at rest. Lo, then would I wander far off, I would lodge in the wilderness. Selah I would haste me to a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest.'

10  Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongue; for I have seen violence and strife in the city. 11 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof; iniquity also and mischief are in the midst of it. 12 Wickedness is in the midst thereof; oppression and guile depart not from her broad place. 13 For it was not an enemy that taunted me, then I could have borne it; neither was it mine adversary that did magnify himself against me, then I would have hid myself from him. 14 But it was thou, a man mine equal, my companion, and my familiar friend; 15 We took sweet counsel together, in the house of God we walked with the throng. 16 May He incite death against them, let them go down alive into the nether-world; for evil is in their dwelling, and within them.

17  As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me. 18 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I complain, and moan; and He hath heard my voice. 19 He hath redeemed my soul in peace so that none came nigh me; for they were many that strove with me. 20 God shall hear, and humble them, even He that is enthroned of old, Selah , such as have no changes, and fear not God. 21 He hath put forth his hands against them that were at peace with him; he hath profaned his covenant. 22 Smoother than cream were the speeches of his mouth, but his heart was war; his words were softer than oil, yet were they keen-edged swords. 23 Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and He will sustain thee; He will never suffer the righteous to be moved. 24 But Thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the nethermost pit; men of blood and deceit shall not live out half their days; but as for me, I will trust in Thee.

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