Psalms 55:2-8

Attend to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and distraught

at the voice of the enemy, at the pressure of the wicked. For they release disaster upon me and revile me in their anger.

My heart murmurs within me, and the terrors of death assail me.

Fear and trembling grip me, and horror has overwhelmed me.

I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.

How far away I would flee! In the wilderness I would remain. Selah

I would hurry to my shelter, far from this raging tempest.”