1 Give ear to my prayer, O God,
And do not hide Yourself from my supplication.

2 Attend to me, and hear me;
I ^aam restless in my complaint, and moan noisily, ‡

3 Because of the voice of the enemy,
Because of the oppression of the wicked;
^aFor they bring down trouble upon me,
And in wrath they hate me. ‡

4 ^aMy heart is severely pained within me,
And the terrors of death have fallen upon me. ‡

5 Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me,
And horror has overwhelmed me.

6 So I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.

7 Indeed, I would wander far off,
And remain in the wilderness. Selah

8 I would hasten my escape
From the windy storm and tempest.”