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I would fly far away and make my home in the desert.
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I would hurry and find myself a shelter from the raging wind and the storm.
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Confuse the speech of my enemies, O Lord! I see violence and riots in the city,
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surrounding it day and night, filling it with crime and trouble.
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There is destruction everywhere; the streets are full of oppression and fraud.
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If it were an enemy making fun of me, I could endure it; if it were an opponent boasting over me, I could hide myself from him.
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But it is you, my companion, my colleague and close friend.
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We had intimate talks with each other and worshiped together in the Temple.
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May my enemies die before their time; may they go down alive into the world of the dead! Evil is in their homes and in their hearts.
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But I call to the Lord God for help, and he will save me.
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Morning, noon, and night my complaints and groans go up to him, and he will hear my voice.