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55:1 To the Overseer with stringed instruments. --An instruction, by David. Give ear, O God, <FI>to<Fi> my prayer, And hide not from my supplication.
55:2 Attend to me, and answer me, I mourn in my meditation, and make a noise,
55:3 Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
55:4 My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
55:5 Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.
55:6 And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
55:7 Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.
55:8 I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
55:9 Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.
55:10 By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness <FI>are<Fi> in its midst,
55:11 Mischiefs <FI>are<Fi> in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.
55:12 For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear <FI>it<Fi> , He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
55:13 But thou, a man--as mine equal, My familiar friend, and mine acquaintance.
55:14 When together we sweeten counsel, Into the house of God we walk in company.
55:15 Desolations <FI>are<Fi> upon them, They go down <FI>to<Fi> Sheol--alive, For wickedness <FI>is<Fi> in their dwelling, in their midst.
55:16 I--to God I call, and Jehovah saveth me.
55:17 Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He heareth my voice,
55:18 He hath ransomed in peace my soul From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
55:19 God doth hear and afflict them, And He sitteth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, and fear not God,
55:20 He hath sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He hath polluted his covenant.
55:21 Sweeter than honey hath been his mouth, And his heart <FI>is<Fi> war! Softer have been his words than oil, And they <FI>are<Fi> drawn <FI>swords<Fi> .
55:22 Cast on Jehovah that which He hath given thee, And He doth sustain thee, He doth not suffer for ever the moving of the righteous.
55:23 And Thou, O God, dost bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit reach not to half their days, And I--I do trust in Thee!