1 Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
2 Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;
3 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 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! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
7 Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah.
8 I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.
9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they go about it upon the walls thereof: mischief also and sorrow are in the midst of it.
11 Wickedness is in the midst thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her 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 guide, and mine acquaintance.
14 We took sweet counsel together, and walked unto the house of God in company.
15 Let death seize upon them, and let them go down quick into hell: for wickedness is in their dwellings, and among them.
16 As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me.
17 Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.
18 He hath delivered my soul in peace from the battle that was against me: for there were many with me.
19 God shall hear, and afflict them, even he that abideth of old. Selah. Because they have no changes, therefore they fear not God.
20 He hath put forth his hands against such as be at peace with him: he hath broken his covenant.
21 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 Cast thy burden upon the LORD, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.
23 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.
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2 o God, hoor my gebed en verberg U nie vir my smeking nie.
3 Luister na my en verhoor my; in my onrus dwaal ek rond en is verward,
4 weens die geroep van die vyand, weens die geraas van die goddelose; want hulle stort onreg op my af, en in toorn behandel hulle my as vyand.
5 My hart krimp inmekaar in my binneste, en verskrikkinge van die dood het op my geval.
6 Vrees en bewing kom oor my, en angs oordek my.
7 Toe het ek gesê: Ag, had ek maar vlerke soos 'n duif, dan sou ek wegvlieg en wegbly!
8 Kyk, ek sou ver wegvlug; ek sou vernag in die woestyn! Sela.
9 Gou sou ek vir my 'n skuilplek soek teen die onstuimige wind, teen die storm.
10 Verwar, Here, verdeel hulle spraak, want ek sien geweld en twis in die stad.
11 Dag en nag omring hulle dit op sy mure, en binnekant is onreg en moeite.
12 Wat onheil aanbring, is daarbinne, en verdrukking en bedrog wyk nie van sy markplein nie.
13 Want dit is geen vyand wat my smaad nie, anders sou ek dit dra; dit is nie my hater wat hom teen my groot maak nie, anders sou ek my vir hom wegsteek;
14 maar jy, 'n man soos ek, my vriend en my vertroude!
15 Ons wat innig met mekaar omgegaan het, in die huis van God gewandel het met die woelige skare.
16 Laat die dood hulle oorval, laat hulle lewendig in die doderyk neerdaal; want boosheid is in hulle woning, in hulle binneste.
17 Maar ek, ek roep God aan, en die HERE sal my verlos.
18 Saans en smôre ns en smiddags klaag ek en steun, en Hy hoor my stem.
19 Hy verlos my siel in vrede van die stryd teen my, want met menigtes is hulle teen my.
20 God sal hoor en hulle antwoord; ja, Hy wat op die troon sit van lankal af, Sela; omdat by hulle geen verbetering is en hulle God nie vrees nie.
21 Hy het sy hande uitgesteek teen die wat in vrede met hom geleef het; hy het sy verbond ontheilig.
22 Glad is die botterwoorde van sy mond, maar sy hart is oorlog; sy woorde is sagter as olie, maar hulle is ontblote swaarde.
23 Werp jou sorg op die HERE, en Hy sal jou onderhou; Hy sal nooit die regverdige laat wankel nie. [ (Psalms 55:24) Maar U, o God, sal hulle laat neerdaal in die put van vernietiging; manne van bloed en bedrog sal hulle dae nie tot op die helfte bring nie; maar ,k vertrou op U. ]