Psalms 55 — GNV
55Verse 1To him that excelleth on Neginoth. A Psalme of David to give instruction. Heare my prayer, O God, and hide not thy selfe from my supplication.Verse 2Hearken vnto me, and answere me: I mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse,Verse 3For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.Verse 4Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.Verse 5Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.Verse 6And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.Verse 7Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.Verse 8Hee would make haste for my deliuerance from the stormie winde and tempest.Verse 9Destroy, O Lord, and deuide their tongues: for I haue seene crueltie and strife in the citie.Verse 10Day and night they goe about it vpon the walles thereof: both iniquitie and mischiefe are in the middes of it.Verse 11Wickednes is in the middes thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streetes.Verse 12Surely mine enemie did not defame mee: for I could haue borne it: neither did mine aduersarie exalt himselfe against mee: for I would haue hid me from him.Verse 13But it was thou, O man, euen my companion, my guide and my familiar:Verse 14Which delited in consulting together, and went into the House of God as companions.Verse 15Let death sense vpon them: let them goe downe quicke into the graue: for wickednes is in their dwellings, euen in the middes of them.Verse 16But I will call vnto God, and the Lord will saue me.Verse 17Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, and he wil heare my voice.Verse 18He hath deliuered my soule in peace from the battel, that was against me: for many were with me.Verse 19God shall heare and afflict them, euen hee that reigneth of olde, Selah. because they haue no changes, therefore they feare not God.Verse 20Hee layed his hande vpon such, as be at peace with him, and he brake his couenant.Verse 21The wordes of his mouth were softer then butter, yet warre was in his heart: his words were more gentle then oyle, yet they were swordes.Verse 22Cast thy burden vpon the Lord, and hee shall nourish thee: he wil not suffer the righteous to fall for euer.Verse 23And thou, O God, shalt bring them downe into the pitte of corruption: the bloudie, and deceitfull men shall not liue halfe their dayes: but I will trust in thee.