| 1 | To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, A Psalm of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication. |
| 2 | Attend to me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise; |
| 3 | Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me. |
| 4 | My heart is severely pained within me: and the terrors of death have fallen upon me. |
| 5 | Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me. |
| 6 | And I said, O that I had wings like a dove! for then I would fly away, and be at rest. |
| 7 | Lo, then I would wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah. |
| 8 | I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest. |
| 9 | Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city. |
| 10 | Day and night they go about it upon its walls: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it. |
| 11 | Wickedness is in the midst of it: deceit and guile depart not from her streets. |
| 12 | For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that magnified himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him: |
| 13 | But it was thou, a man my equal, my guide, and my acquaintance. |
| 14 | We took sweet counsel together, and walked to the house of God in company. |
| 15 | Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them. |
| 16 | As for me, I will call upon God: and the LORD will save me. |
| 17 | Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he will hear my voice. |
| 18 | He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me. |
| 19 | God will hear and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God. |
| 20 | He hath put forth his hands against such as are at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant. |
| 21 | The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords. |
| 22 | Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he will sustain thee: he will never suffer the righteous to be moved. |
| 23 | But thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live out half their days; but I will trust in thee. |