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To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, [A Psalm] of David. Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
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Attend to me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;
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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.
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My heart is severely pained within me: and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
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Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
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And I said, O that I had wings like a dove! [for then] I would fly away, and be at rest.
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Lo, [then] I would wander far off, [and] remain in the wilderness. Selah.
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I would hasten my escape from the windy storm [and] tempest.
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Destroy, O Lord, [and] divide their tongues: for I have seen violence and strife in the city.
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Day and night they go about it upon its walls: mischief also and sorrow [are] in the midst of it.
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Wickedness [is] in the midst of it: deceit and guile depart not from her streets.