Psalms 55 To the Director: With stringed instruments. A Davidic instruction.Betrayal by a Friend Pay attention to my prayer, God, and do not hide yourself from my appeal.

ISV⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ To the Director: With stringed instruments. A Davidic instruction.
Betrayal by a Friend Pay attention to my prayer, God, and do not hide yourself from my appeal. ² Pay attention to me and answer me. I moan and groan in my thoughts, ³ because of the voice of the enemy, and because of the oppression of the wicked. They bring down evil upon me, and in anger they hate me. ⁴ My heart is trembling within me, and the terrors of death have assaulted me. ⁵ Fear and trembling have overwhelmed me, and horror has covered me. ⁶ I said, “O, who will give me the wings of a dove, so that I could fly away and live somewhere else? ⁷ Look, I want to flee far away; I want to settle down in the wilderness. Interlude ⁸ I want to deliver myself quickly from this windstorm and tempest.” ⁹ Confound them, Lord, and confuse their speech, because I have seen violence and strife in the city. ¹⁰ Day and night they prowl around its walls; evil and iniquity are within it. ¹¹ Wickedness is at the center of it; fraud and lies never leave its streets. ¹² For it is not an enemy who insults me— I could have handled that— nor is it someone who hates me and who now arises against me— I could have hidden myself from him— ¹³ but it is you— a man whom I treated as my equal— my personal confidant, my close friend! ¹⁴ We had good fellowship together; and we even walked together in the house of God! ¹⁵ Let death seize them! May they be plunged alive into the afterlife, for wicked things are in their homes and among them. ¹⁶ I call upon God, and the LORD will deliver me. ¹⁷ Morning, noon, and night, I mulled over these things and cried out in my distress, and he heard my voice. ¹⁸ He calmly ransomed my soul from the war waged against me, for there was a vast crowd who stood against me. ¹⁹ God, who is enthroned from long ago, will hear me and humble them. Interlude Because they do not repent, they do not fear God. ²⁰ Each of my friends raises his hand against his allies; each of my friends breaks his word. ²¹ His mouth is as smooth as butter, while war is in his heart. His words were as smooth as olive oil, while his sword is drawn. ²² Cast on the LORD whatever he sends your way, and he will sustain you. He will never allow the righteous to be shaken. ²³ But you, God, bring them down to the Pit of corruption; bloodthirsty and deceitful people will not live out half their days. But I put my full confidence in you.