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Psalm 55
To the
chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, A Psalm of
David.
1 Give ear
to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my
supplication.
2 Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my
complaint, and make a noise;
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the
oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity
upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors
of death are fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and
horror hath overwhelmed me.
6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for
then would I fly away, and be at rest.
7 Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the
wilderness. Selah.
8 I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and
tempest.
9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I
have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls
thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst
of it.
11 Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and
guile depart not from her streets.
12 For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then
I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated
me that did magnify himself against me; then I would
have hid myself from him:
13 But it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and
mine acquaintance.
14 We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto
the house of God in company.
15 Let death seize upon them, and let them go down
quick into hell: for wickedness is in their
dwellings, and among them.
16 As for me, I will call upon God; and the Lord
shall save me.
17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray,
and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
18 He hath delivered my soul in peace from the
battle that was against me: for there were many with
me.
19 God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that
abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes,
therefore they fear not God.
20 He hath put forth his hands against such as be at
peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.
21 The words of his mouth were smoother than butter,
but war was in his heart: his words were softer than
oil, yet were they drawn swords.
22 Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall
sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to
be moved.
23 But thou, O God, shalt bring them down into the
pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall
not live out half their days; but I will trust in
thee.
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Psalm 55
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