תהילים נה

For the leader; with instrumental music. A maskil of David.

Give ear, O God, to my prayer;
do not ignore my plea;

pay heed to me and answer me.
I am tossed about, complaining and moaning

at the clamor of the enemy,
because of the oppression of the wicked;
for they bring evil upon me
and furiously harass me.

My heart is convulsed within me;
terrors of death assail me.

Fear and trembling invade me;
I am clothed with horror.

I said,
“O that I had the wings of a dove!
I would fly away and find rest;

surely, I would flee far off;
I would lodge in the wilderness;    selah

I would soon find me a refuge
from the sweeping wind,
from the tempest.”

O my Sovereign, confound their speech, confuse it!
For I see lawlessness and strife in the city;

day and night they make their rounds on its walls;
evil and mischief are inside it.

Malice is within it;
fraud and deceit never leave its square.

It is not an enemy who reviles me
—I could bear that;
it is not my foe who boasts against me
—for then I could hide;

but it is you, my equal,
my companion, my friend;

sweet was our fellowship;
we walked together in God’s house.

Let [God] incite death against them;
may they go down alive into Sheol!
For where they dwell,
there evil is.

As for me, I call to God;
GOD will deliver me.

Evening, morning, and noon,
I complain and moan,
and my voice is heard.

[God] redeems me unharmed
from the battle against me;
it is as though many are on my side.

God who has reigned from the first,
who will have no successor,
hears and humbles those who show no reverence.    Selah.

My companion caused harm to allies
and broke a pact—

with talk smoother than butter,
yet with a mind set on war;
with words that were softer than oil,
yet in fact were drawn swords.

Cast your burden on GOD and you will be sustained;
the righteous will never be allowed to collapse.

For You, O God, will bring them down to the nethermost Pit—
those treacherous murderers;
they shall not live out half their days—
but I trust in You.