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Psalm 55

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1 Open your ears, God, to my prayer; don't pretend you don't hear me knocking.
1 <<For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.>> Listen to my prayer, God. Don't hide yourself from my supplication.
2 Come close and whisper your answer. I really need you.
2 Attend to me, and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and moan,
3 at the mean voice, quail before the evil eye, As they pile on the guilt, stockpile angry slander.
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.
4 My insides are turned inside out; specters of death have me down.
4 My heart is severely pained within me. The terrors of death have fallen on me.
5 I shake with fear, I shudder from head to foot.
5 Fearfulness and trembling have come on me. Horror has overwhelmed me.
6 "Who will give me wings," I ask - "wings like a dove?" Get me out of here on dove wings;
6 I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
7 I want some peace and quiet. I want a walk in the country,
7 Behold, then I would wander far off. I would lodge in the wilderness." Selah.
8 I want a cabin in the woods. I'm desperate for a change from rage and stormy weather.
8 "I would hurry to a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest."
9 Come down hard, Lord - slit their tongues. I'm appalled how they've split the city Into rival gangs prowling the alleys
9 Confuse them, Lord, and confound their language, For I have seen violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night spoiling for a fight, trash piled in the streets,
10 Day and night they prowl around on its walls. Malice and abuse are also within her.
11 Even shopkeepers gouging and cheating in broad daylight.
11 Destructive forces are within her. Threats and lies don't depart from her streets.
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.
12 For it was not an enemy who insulted me, Then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, Then I would have hid myself from him.
13 It's you! We grew up together! You! My best friend!
13 But it was you, a man like me, My companion, and my familiar friend.
14 Those long hours of leisure as we walked arm in arm, God a third party to our conversation.
14 We took sweet fellowship together. We walked in God's house with the throng.
15 Haul my betrayers off alive to hell - let them experience the horror, let them feel every desolate detail of a damned life.
15 Let death come suddenly on them. Let them go down alive into Sheol. For wickedness is in their dwelling, in the midst of them.
16 I call to God; God will help me.
16 As for me, I will call on God. Yahweh will save me.
17 At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh deep sighs - he hears, he rescues.
17 Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress. He will hear my voice.
18 My life is well and whole, secure in the middle of danger Even while thousands are lined up against me.
18 He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, Although there are many who oppose 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.
19 God, who is enthroned forever, Will hear, and answer them. Selah. They never change, Who don't fear God.
20 And this, my best friend, betrayed his best friends; his life betrayed his word.
20 He raises his hands against his friends. He has violated his covenant.
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.
21 His mouth was smooth as butter, But his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, Yet they were drawn swords.
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.
22 Cast your burden on Yahweh, and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be moved.
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.
23 But you, God, will bring them down into the pit of destruction. Bloodthirsty and deceitful men shall not live out half their days, But I will trust in you.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
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