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

of it.

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

from him.

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

me.

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

forever.

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

in thee.

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