Psalms 55:1-8

1For the music director, on stringed instruments, a contemplative song of David.

2Give ear, O God, to my prayer and do not ignore my plea for help.

3Listen to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint and moan—

4because of the voice of the enemy, because of the pressure of the wicked. For they thrust trouble on me, and in anger bear a grudge against me.

5My heart shudders within me and the terrors of death sweep over me.

6Fear and trembling come upon me and horror has overwhelmed me.

7So I said, “Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.

8Surely I would flee far away. I would stay in the wilderness. Selah