Psalm 55
For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.
Don’t hide yourself from my supplication.
I am restless in my complaint,
and moan
because of the oppression of the wicked.
For they bring suffering on me.
In anger they hold a grudge against me.
The terrors of death have fallen on me.
Horror has overwhelmed me.
Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
I would lodge in the wilderness.” Selah.
for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
Malice and abuse are also within her.
Threats and lies don’t depart from her streets.
then I could have endured it.
Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me,
then I would have hidden myself from him.
my companion, and my familiar friend.
We walked in God’s house with company.
Let them go down alive into Sheol.
For wickedness is among them, in their dwelling.
Yahweh will save me.
He will hear my voice.
although there are many who oppose me.
will hear and answer them. Selah.
They never change
and don’t fear God.
He has violated his covenant.
but his heart was war.
His words were softer than oil,
yet they were drawn swords.
He will never allow the righteous to be moved.
Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days,
but I will trust in you.