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And I say, "O that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest;
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truly, I would flee far away; I would lodge in the wilderness; (Selah)
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I would hurry to find a shelter for myself from the raging wind and tempest."
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Confuse, O Lord, confound their speech; for I see violence and strife in the city.
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Day and night they go around it on its walls, and iniquity and trouble are within it;
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ruin is in its midst; oppression and fraud do not depart from its marketplace.
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It is not enemies who taunt me— I could bear that; it is not adversaries who deal insolently with me— I could hide from them.
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But it is you, my equal, my companion, my familiar friend,
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with whom I kept pleasant company; we walked in the house of God with the throng.
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Let death come upon them; let them go down alive to Sheol; for evil is in their homes and in their hearts.
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But I call upon God, and the Lord will save me.