4 My heart trembles within me, and deathly terrors fall on me.
5 Fear and trembling come on me, and horror overwhelms me.
6 So I say, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove. I would fly away and be at rest.
7 Look, I would flee far away. I would dwell in the wilderness. Selah
8 I would hurry to my refuge from the raging wind and storm.”
9 Confuse, O Lord; divide their speech, because I see violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go around it on its walls, and iniquity and trouble are in its midst.