1 For the music director, on stringed instruments, a contemplative song of David.
2 Give ear, O God, to my prayer and do not ignore my plea for help.
3 Listen to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint and moan—
4 because of the voice of the enemy, because of the pressure of the wicked. For they thrust trouble on me, and in anger bear a grudge against me.
5 My heart shudders within me and the terrors of death sweep over me.
6 Fear and trembling come upon me and horror has overwhelmed me.
7 So I said, “Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.
8 Surely I would flee far away. I would stay in the wilderness. Selah
9 I would hurry to my shelter from the rushing wind of the storm.”
10 Lord, confuse and confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
11 Day and night they make the rounds on her walls. Iniquity and mischief are within her.
12 Ruins are in her midst. Oppression and deceit never leave her square.
13 For if it were an enemy taunting me, I could endure it. If my foe was exalting himself over me, I could hide from him.
14 But it is you, a man like me— my companion and my close friend!
15 Together we enjoyed great fellowship. We used to walk with the throng in the House of God.
16 Let desolation come upon them, let them go down alive into Sheol— for evil is in their dwelling, among them.
17 As for me, I will call on God, and Adonai will save me.
18 Evening, morning and noon, I complain and moan, then He hears my voice.
19 He will redeem my soul in shalom from the battle against me. For many are striving with me.
20 God will hear and humble them —yes, the One enthroned of old. Selah Nothing changes—they do not fear God.
21 My companion put forth his hands against those at peace with him, as he violates his covenant.
22 Smoother than butter was his speech, yet war was in his heart. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.
23 Cast your burden on Adonai, and He will sustain you. He will never let the righteous be shaken.
24 But You, O God, will bring them down to the Pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty, deceitful men will not live out half their days. But I—I will trust in You.