1TO THE OVERSEER. WITH STRINGED INSTRUMENTS. AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. Give ear, O God, [to] my prayer, || And do not hide from my supplication.
2Attend to me, and answer me, || I mourn in my meditation, and make a noise,
3Because 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.
4My heart is pained within me, || And terrors of death have fallen on me.
5Fear and trembling come to me, || And horror covers me.
6And I say, “Who gives to me a pinion as a dove?” I fly away and rest,
7Behold, I move far off, || I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.
8I hurry escape for myself, || From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
9Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, || For I saw violence and strife in a city.
10By day and by night they go around it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness [are] in its midst,
11Mischiefs [are] in its midst. Fraud and deceit do not depart from its street.
12For an enemy does not reproach me, or I bear [it], || He who is hating me || Has not magnified himself against me, || Or I hide from him.
13But you, a man—as my equal, || My familiar friend, and my acquaintance.
14When together we sweeten counsel, || We walk into the house of God in company.
15Desolations [are] on them, || They go down [to] Sheol—alive, || For wickedness [is] in their dwelling, in their midst.