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Psalme 55

¹[To the chiefe musician on Neginoth, Maschil. A Psalme of Dauid.] Giue eare to my prayer, O God: and hide not thy selfe from my supplication.

²Attend vnto me, and heare me: I mourne in my complaint, and make a noise.

³Because of the voyce of the enemie, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquitie vpon me, and in wrath they hate me.

⁴My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.

⁵Fearefulnesse and trembling are come vpon me, and horrour hath ouerwhelmed me.

⁶And I said, O that I had wings like a doue; for then would I flee away and be at rest.

⁷Loe, then would I wander farre off, and remaine in the wildernesse. Selah.

⁸I would hasten my escape from the windie storme, and tempest.

⁹Destroy, O Lord, and diuide their tongues: for I haue seene violence and strife in the citie.

¹⁰Day and night they goe about it vpon the walles thereof: mischiefe also and sorrow are in the midst of it.

¹¹Wickednesse is in the midst thereof: deceite and guile depart not from her streets.

¹²For it was not an enemie that reproached me, then I could haue borne it, neither was it hee that hated me, that did magnifie himselfe against me, then I would haue hid my selfe from him.

¹³But it was thou, a man, mine equal, my guide, and mine acquaintance.

¹⁴Wee tooke sweet counsell together, and walked vnto the house of God in companie.

¹⁵Let death seaze vpon them, and let them goe downe quicke into hell: for wickednes is in their dwellings, and among them.

¹⁶As for me, I will call vpon God: and the Lord shall saue me.

¹⁷Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and crie aloud: and he shall heare my voyce.

¹⁸He hath deliuered my soule in peace from the battell that was against me: for there were many with me.

¹⁹God shall heare and afflict them, euen he that abideth of old, Selah: because they haue no changes, therefore they feare not God.

²⁰He hath put foorth his handes against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his couenant.

²¹The words of his mouth were smoother then butter, but warre was in his heart: his words were softer then oyle, yet were they drawen swords.

²²Cast thy burden vpon the Lord, and he shall sustaine thee: hee shall neuer suffer the righteous to bee moued.

²³But thou, O God, shalt bring them downe into the pit of destruction: Bloody and deceitfull men shall not liue out halfe their dayes, but I will trust in thee.