7 I say, “If only I had wings like a dovethat I might fly away and find rest.
8 Far away I would flee;I would stay in the desert.
9 “I would soon find a shelterSelahfrom the raging wind and storm.”
10 Lord, check and confuse their tongues.For I see violence and strife in the city
11 making rounds on its walls day and night.Within are mischief and trouble;
12 treachery is in its midst;oppression and fraud never leave its streets.
13 For it is not an enemy that reviled me –that I could bear –Not a foe who viewed me with contempt,from that I could hide.