4 My heart is in anguish within me;the terrors of death have fallen on me.
5 Fear and trembling have beset me;horror has overwhelmed me.
6 I said, ‘Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!I would fly away and be at rest.
7 I would flee far awayand stay in the desert;
8 I would hurry to my place of shelter,far from the tempest and storm.’
9 Lord, confuse the wicked, confound their words,for I see violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they prowl about on its walls;malice and abuse are within it.