For the Chief Musician; on stringed instruments. Maschil of David.

1 Give ear to my prayer, O God;

And hide not thyself from my supplication.

2 Attend unto me, and answer me:

I am restless in my complaint, and moan,

3 Because of the voice of the enemy,

Because of the oppression of the wicked;

For they cast iniquity upon me,

And in anger they persecute me.

4 My heart is sore pained within me:

And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.

5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me,

And horror hath overwhelmed me.

6 And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove!

Then would I fly away, and be at rest.

7 Lo, then would I wander far off,

I would lodge in the wilderness. [Selah

8 I would haste me to a shelter

From the stormy wind and tempest.

9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongue;

For I have seen violence and strife in the city.

10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof:

Iniquity also and mischief are in the midst of it.

11 Wickedness is in the midst thereof:

Oppression and guile depart not from its streets.

12 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 But it was thou, a man mine equal,

My companion, and my familiar friend.

14 We took sweet counsel together;

We walked in the house of God with the throng.

15 Let death come suddenly upon them,

Let them go down alive into Sheol;

For wickedness is in their dwelling, in the midst of them.

16 As for me, I will call upon God;

And Jehovah will save me.

17 Evening, and morning, and at noonday, will I complain, and moan;

And he will hear my voice.

18 He hath redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me;

For they were many that strove with me.

19 God will hear, and answer them,

Even he that abideth of old, [Selah

The men who have no changes,

And who fear not God.

20 He hath put forth his hands against such as were at peace with him:

He hath profaned his covenant.

21 His mouth was smooth as butter,

But his heart was war:

His words were softer than oil,

Yet were they drawn swords.

22 Cast thy burden upon Jehovah, and he will sustain thee:

He will never suffer the righteous to be moved.

23 But thou, O God, wilt bring them down into the pit of destruction:

Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days;

But I will trust in thee.

1 *Псалом 55. [1]1 Цар 21:10–11. Начальнику хора. О голубице, безмолвствующей в удалении. Писание Давида, когда Филистимляне захватили его в Гефе.

2 Помилуй меня, Боже! ибо человек хочет поглотить меня; нападая всякий день, теснит меня. 3 Враги мои всякий день ищут поглотить меня, ибо много восстающих на меня, о, Всевышний! 4 Когда я в страхе, на Тебя я уповаю. 5 *[5]Ис 51:8.1 Пет 3:12.Евр 13:6. В Боге восхвалю я слово Его; на Бога уповаю, не боюсь; что сделает мне плоть? 6 Всякий день извращают слова мои; все помышления их обо мне — на зло: 7 собираются, притаиваются, наблюдают за моими пятами, чтобы уловить душу мою. 8 Неужели они избегнут воздаяния за неправду свою? Во гневе низложи, Боже, народы. 9 У Тебя исчислены мои скитания; положи слезы мои в сосуд у Тебя, — не в книге ли они Твоей? 10 *[10]Иер 29:12. Враги мои обращаются назад, когда я взываю к Тебе, из этого я узнаю́, что Бог за меня. 11 В Боге восхвалю я слово Его, в Господе восхвалю слово Его. 12 *[12]Пс 117:6. На Бога уповаю, не боюсь; что сделает мне человек? 13 На мне, Боже, обеты Тебе; Тебе воздам хвалы, 14 ибо Ты избавил душу мою от смерти, [очи мои от слез,] да и ноги мои от преткновения, чтобы я ходил пред лицем Божиим во свете живых.