1 Hear my prayer, O God, and hide not thyself
from my supplication.
2 Hearken unto me, and answer me: I mourn in
my prayer, and make a noise,
3 For the voice of the enemy, and for the vexation
of the wicked, because they have brought iniquity
upon me, and furiously hate me.
4 Mine heart trembleth within me, and the terrors
of death are fallen upon me.
5 Fear and trembling are come upon me, and an
horrible fear hath covered me.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove:
then would I fly away and rest.
7 Behold I would take my flight far off, and lodge
in the wilderness. Selah.
8 He would make haste for my deliverance from
the stormy wind and tempest.
9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for
I have seen cruelty and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls
thereof, both iniquity and mischief are in the midst
11 Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and
guile depart not from her streets.
12 Surely mine enemy did not defame me, for
I could have borne it: neither did mine adversary
exalt himself against me: for I would have hid me
13 But it was thou, O man, even my companion,
my guide, and my familiar:
14 Which delighted in consulting together, and
went into the house of God as companions.
15 Let death seize upon them: let them go down
quick into the grave: for wickedness is in their dwellings
even in the midst of them.
16 But I will call unto God, and the Lord will save
17 Evening and morning, and at noon will I pray
and make a noise, and he will hear my voice.
18 He hath delivered my soul in peace from the
battle that was against me: for many were with me.
19 God shall hear and afflict them, even he that
reigneth of old, Selah: because they have no changes,
therefore they fear not God.
20 He laid his hand upon such as be at peace
with him, and he brake his covenant.
21 The words of his mouth were softer than butter,
yet war was in his heart, his words were more gentle
than oil, yet they were swords.
22 Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall
nourish thee: he will not suffer the righteous to fall
23 And thou, O God, shalt bring them down
into the pit of corruption: the bloody, and deceitful
men shall not live half their days: but I will trust