Listen to my prayer, God.
Attend to me, and answer me.
The voice of the enemy
brings fear and trembling upon me, and is disgusting.
If I had wings like a dove,
then I would fly away and be at rest.
Destruction reigns in the city,
and violence and strife.
It is not an enemy who insulted me.
No – it was you, a friend and companion.
Evening, morning, and noon,
I will cry out to God. Free me,
for they do not fear God.
Your words are softer than oil,
yet they were drawn swords.