Psalms 55:1-17

1Open your ears to my prayer, O God. Do not hide from my plea for mercy.

2Pay attention to me, and answer me. My thoughts are restless, and I am confused

3because my enemy shouts at me and a wicked person persecutes me. They bring misery crashing down on me, and they attack me out of anger.

4My heart is in turmoil. The terrors of death have seized me.

5Fear and trembling have overcome me. Horror has overwhelmed me.

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

7Indeed, I would run far away. I would stay in the desert. Selah

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

9Completely confuse their language, O Lord, because I see violence and conflict in the city.

10Day and night they go around on ⌞top of⌟ the city walls. Trouble and misery are everywhere.

11Destruction is everywhere. Oppression and fraud never leave the streets.

12If an enemy had insulted me, then I could bear it. If someone who hated me had attacked me, then I could hide from him.

13But it is you, my equal, my best friend, one I knew so well!

14We used to talk to each other in complete confidence and walk into God’s house with the festival crowds.

15Let death suddenly take ⌞wicked people⌟! Let them go into the grave while they are still alive, because evil lives in their homes as well as in their hearts.

16But I call on God, and the Lord saves me.

17Morning, noon, and night I complain and groan, and he listens to my voice.