55:1 For the director of music. With stringed instruments. A maskil [Title: Probably a literary or musical term] of David. Listen to my prayer, O God, do not ignore my plea
55:2 hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught
55:3 at the voice of the enemy, at the stares of the wicked for they bring down suffering upon me and revile me in their anger.
55:4 My heart is in anguish within me the terrors of death assail me.
55:5 Fear and trembling have beset me horror has overwhelmed me.
55:6 I said, Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest
55:7 I would flee far away and stay in the desert Selah
55:8 I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm.
55:9 Confuse the wicked, O Lord, confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
55:10 Day and night they prowl about on its walls malice and abuse are within it.
55:11 Destructive forces are at work in the city threats and lies never leave its streets.
55:12 If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it if a foe were raising himself against me, I could hide from him.
55:13 But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend,
55:14 with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship as we walked with the throng at the house of God.
55:15 Let death take my enemies by surprise let them go down alive to the grave, [Hebrew: Sheol] for evil finds lodging among them.
55:16 But I call to God, and the LORD saves me.
55:17 Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.
55:18 He ransoms me unharmed from the battle waged against me, even though many oppose me.
55:19 God, who is enthroned for ever, will hear them and afflict them Selah men who never change their ways and have no fear of God.
55:20 My companion attacks his friends he violates his covenant.
55:21 His speech is smooth as butter, yet war is in his heart his words are more soothing than oil, yet they are drawn swords.
55:22 Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you he will never let the righteous fall.
55:23 But you, O God, will bring down the wicked into the pit of corruption bloodthirsty and deceitful men will not live out half their days. But as for me, I trust in you.56 FOR THE DIRECTOR OF MUSIC. TO THE TUNE OF A DOVE ON DISTANT OAKS. OF DAVID. A MIKTA