Psalms 55
3 Ref I am troubled because of the voice of the cruel ones, because of the loud cry of the evil-doers; for they put a weight of evil on me, and they are cruel in their hate for me.
4 Ref My heart is deeply wounded, and the fear of death has come on me.
5 Ref Fear and shaking have come over me, with deep fear I am covered.
6 Ref And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.
7 Ref I would go wandering far away, living in the waste land. (Selah.)
8 Ref I would quickly take cover from the driving storm and from the violent wind.
9 Ref Send destruction on them, O Lord, make a division of tongues among them: for I have seen fighting and violent acts in the town.
10 Ref By day and night they go round the town, on the walls; trouble and sorrow are in the heart of it.
11 Ref Evil is there; cruel rule and deceit are ever in the streets.