3 by what the enemy saysand how the wicked look at me.They bring troubles down on me,and in anger they attack me.
4 I am frightened inside;the terror of death has attacked me.
5 I am scared and shaking,and terror grips me.
6 I said, “I wish I had wings like a dove.Then I would fly away and rest.
7 I would wander far awayand stay in the desert.Selah
8 I would hurry to my place of escape,far away from the wind and storm.”
9 Lord, destroy and confuse their words,because I see violence and fighting in the city.