091) Psalm 55

Psalm 55
To the chief musician on Neginoth, Maschil, a psalm of David.

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1 O GOD, do thou give ear unto my supplication: and do not hide thy self away from my petition.

2 Bee thou attentive unto me, and answer me return, I in my meditation do make a noise and mourn.

3 Because of th’ enemies voice, because the wicked have opprest, for they injustice on me cast and in wrath me detest.

4 My heart in me is payn’d, on me deaths terrors fallen be.

5 Trembling and fear are on me come, horror hath covered me.

6 Then did I say, o who to me wings of a dove will give; that I might fly away and might in quiet dwelling live.

7 Lo, I would wander far away, and in the desert rest. Selah.

8 Soon would I ‘scape from windy storm, from violent tempest.