HEar my prayer, O God: and hide not thy selfe from my petition.
2 Take heed unto me, and hear me: how I mourn in my prayer, and am vexed.
3 The enemy crieth so, and the ungodly commeth on so fast: for they are minded to do me some mischief, so maliciously are they set against me.
4 My heart is disquieted within me: and the feare of death is fallen upon me.
5 Fearfulnesse and trembling are come upon me: and an horrible dread hath overwhelmed me.
6 And I said, O that I had wings like a dove: for then would I flie away, and be at rest.
7 Lo then would I get me away afarre off: and remain in the wildernesse.
8 I would make haste to escape: because of the stormy winde and tempest.
9 Destroy their tongues (O Lord) and divide them: for I have spied unrighteousnesse and strife in the City.
10 Day and night they goe about within the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the mids of it.
11 Wickednesse is therein: deceit and guile go not out of their streets.