4 I am terrified,and the terrors of death crush me.
5 I am gripped by fear and trembling;I am overcome with horror.
6 I wish I had wings, like a dove.I would fly away and find rest.
7 I would fly far awayand make my home in the desert.
8 I would quickly find myself a shelterfrom the raging wind and the storm.
9 Confuse the speech of my enemies, O Lord!I see violence and riots in the city,
10 surrounding it day and night,filling it with crime and trouble.