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.
11 Destructive forces are at work in the city;threats and lies never leave its streets.
12 If an enemy were insulting me,I could endure it;if a foe were rising against me,I could hide.
13 But it is you, a man like myself,my companion, my close friend,