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Psalms 55

The Message Bible MSG

1 Open your ears, God, to my prayer; don't pretend you don't hear me knocking.

2 Come close and whisper your answer. I really need you.

3 at the mean voice, quail before the evil eye, As they pile on the guilt, stockpile angry slander.

4 My insides are turned inside out; specters of death have me down.

5 I shake with fear, I shudder from head to foot.

6 "Who will give me wings," I ask - "wings like a dove?" Get me out of here on dove wings;

7 I want some peace and quiet. I want a walk in the country,

8 I want a cabin in the woods. I'm desperate for a change from rage and stormy weather.

9 Come down hard, Lord - slit their tongues. I'm appalled how they've split the city Into rival gangs prowling the alleys

10 Day and night spoiling for a fight, trash piled in the streets,

11 Even shopkeepers gouging and cheating in broad daylight.

12 This isn't the neighborhood bully mocking me - I could take that. This isn't a foreign devil spitting invective - I could tune that out.

13 It's you! We grew up together! You! My best friend!

14 Those long hours of leisure as we walked arm in arm, God a third party to our conversation.

15 Haul my betrayers off alive to hell - let them experience the horror, let them feel every desolate detail of a damned life.

16 I call to God; God will help me.

17 At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh deep sighs - he hears, he rescues.

18 My life is well and whole, secure in the middle of danger Even while thousands are lined up against me.

19 God hears it all, and from his judge's bench puts them in their place. But, set in their ways, they won't change; they pay him no mind.

20 And this, my best friend, betrayed his best friends; his life betrayed his word.

21 All my life I've been charmed by his speech, never dreaming he'd turn on me. His words, which were music to my ears, turned to daggers in my heart.

22 Pile your troubles on God's shoulders - he'll carry your load, he'll help you out. He'll never let good people topple into ruin.

23 But you, God, will throw the others into a muddy bog, Cut the lifespan of assassins and traitors in half. And I trust in you.

New International Version NIV

1 Listen to my prayer, O God, do not ignore my plea;

2 hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught

3 because of what my enemy is saying, because of the threats of the wicked; for they bring down suffering on me and assail me in their anger.

4 My heart is in anguish within me; the terrors of death have fallen on me.

5 Fear and trembling have beset me; horror has overwhelmed me.

6 I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest.

7 I would flee far away and stay in the desert;

8 I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm.”

9 Lord, confuse the wicked, confound their words, for I see violence and strife in the city.

10 Day and night they prowl about on its walls; malice and abuse are within it.

11 Destructive forces are at work in the city; threats and lies never leave its streets.

12 If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it; if a foe were rising against me, I could hide.

13 But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend,

14 with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship at the house of God, as we walked about among the worshipers.

15 Let death take my enemies by surprise; let them go down alive to the realm of the dead, for evil finds lodging among them.

16 As for me, I call to God, and the LORD saves me.

17 Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.

18 He rescues me unharmed from the battle waged against me, even though many oppose me.

19 God, who is enthroned from of old, who does not change— he will hear them and humble them, because they have no fear of God.

20 My companion attacks his friends; he violates his covenant.

21 His talk is smooth as butter, yet war is in his heart; his words are more soothing than oil, yet they are drawn swords.

22 Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken.

23 But you, God, will bring down the wicked into the pit of decay; the bloodthirsty and deceitful will not live out half their days. But as for me, I trust in you.