Psalms 55
1 For the music director. With stringed instruments. A psalm (maskil) of David. God, please hear my prayer; don't ignore my cry for help!
GIVE ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
2 Please listen, and give me an answer. I'm terribly troubled by my problems! I'm frantic!
Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;
3 For my enemies are screaming at me; the wicked are intimidating me. They rain down suffering on me, angrily assaulting me in their hatred.
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 thumps in agony! Terrified, I feel I'm about to die!
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5 I'm in a panic, trembling with fear; feelings of horror wash over me.
Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
6 I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
7 I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. (Selah)
Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. (Selah)
8 I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.
I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.
9 Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.
Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.
Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
11 The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.
Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streets.
12 The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.
For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him:
13 No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!
But it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and mine acquaintance.
14 Our friendship was so close. We used to have great talks together as we walked with everyone to the house of God.
We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in company.
15 May death come quickly to them; may they go down into the grave alive, because evil finds its home in them. (Sheol h7585)
Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them. (Sheol h7585)
16 As for me, I cry out to God, and the Lord will save me.
As for me, I will call upon God; and the Lord shall save me.
17 I weep and groan morning, noon, and night, and he listens to me.
Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
18 He rescues me, keeping me safe and sound from my attackers, because there are so many against me.
He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.
19 God who has ruled from the beginning will hear me and answer them. (Selah) For they refuse to change and don't respect God.
God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. (Selah) Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God.
20 As for my best friend, he attacked his friends who had no quarrel with him; he broke the promises he had made to them.
He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.
21 What he says is as smooth as butter, but inside he plans war; his words are as soothing as oil, but they cut like sharp swords.
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 Throw your burdens onto the Lord and he will take care of you. He will never allow those who live right to fall.
Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.
23 But you, God, will bring down murderers and liars, throwing them into the pit of destruction before they have even lived half their lives. As for me, I will trust in you.
But thou, O God, shalt 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.
