For the music leader. With stringed instruments. A maskil#55.0 Perhaps instruction of David.
1God, listen to my prayer;
don’t avoid my request!
2Pay attention! Answer me!
I can’t sit still while complaining.
I’m beside myself
3over the enemy’s noise,
at the wicked person’s racket,
because they bring disaster on me
and harass me furiously.
4My heart pounds in my chest
because death’s terrors have reached me.
5Fear and trembling have come upon me;
I’m shaking all over.
6I say to myself,
I wish I had wings like a dove!
I’d fly away and rest.
7I’d run so far away!
I’d live in the desert. Selah
8I’d hurry to my hideout,
far from the rushing wind and storm.
9Baffle them, my Lord!
Confuse their language
because I see violence and conflict in the city.
10Day and night they make their rounds on its walls,
and evil and misery live inside it.
11Disaster lives inside it;
oppression and fraud never leave the town square.
12It’s not an enemy that is insulting me—
I could handle that.
It’s not someone who hates me
who is exalted over me—
I could hide from them.
13No. It’s you, my equal,
my close companion, my good friend!
14It was so pleasant when
together we entered God’s house with the crowd.
15Let death devastate my enemies;
let them go to the grave#55.15 Heb Sheol alive
because evil lives with them—
even inside them!
16But I call out to God,
and the LORD will rescue me.
17At evening, morning, and midday
I complain and moan
so that God will hear my voice.
18He saves me,#55.18 Or my life or soul unharmed, from my struggle,
though there are many who are out to get me.
19God, who is enthroned from ancient days,
will hear and humble them Selah
because they don’t change
and they don’t worship God.
20My friend attacked his allies,
breaking his covenant.
21Though his talk is smoother than butter,
war is in his heart;
though his words are more silky than oil,
they are really drawn swords:
22“Cast your burden on the LORD—
he will support you!
God will never let the righteous be shaken!”
23But you, God, bring the wicked
down to the deepest pit.
Let bloodthirsty and treacherous people
not live out even half their days.
But me? I trust in you!