Geneva1599 - Psalms - 55

55:1  To 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.

55:2  Hearken vnto me, and answere me: I mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse,

55:3  For the voyce of the enemie, and for the vexation of ye wicked, because they haue brought iniquitie vpon me, and furiously hate me.

55:4  Mine heart trembleth within mee, and the terrours of death are fallen vpon me.

55:5  Feare and trembling are come vpon mee, and an horrible feare hath couered me.

55:6  And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.

55:7  Beholde, I woulde take my flight farre off, and lodge in the wildernes. Selah.

55:8  Hee would make haste for my deliuerance from the stormie winde and tempest.

55:9  Destroy, O Lord, and deuide their tongues: for I haue seene crueltie and strife in the citie.

55:10  Day and night they goe about it vpon the walles thereof: both iniquitie and mischiefe are in the middes of it.

55:11  Wickednes is in the middes thereof: deceit and guile depart not from her streetes.

55:12  Surely 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.

55:13  But it was thou, O man, euen my companion, my guide and my familiar:

55:14  Which delited in consulting together, and went into the House of God as companions.

55:15  Let death sense vpon them: let them goe downe quicke into the graue: for wickednes is in their dwellings, euen in the middes of them.

55:16  But I will call vnto God, and the Lord will saue me.

55:17  Euening and morning, and at noone will I pray, and make a noyse, and he wil heare my voice.

55:18  He hath deliuered my soule in peace from the battel, that was against me: for many were with me.

55:19  God shall heare and afflict them, euen hee that reigneth of olde, Selah. because they haue no changes, therefore they feare not God.

55:20  Hee layed his hande vpon such, as be at peace with him, and he brake his couenant.

55:21  The 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.

55:22  Cast thy burden vpon the Lord, and hee shall nourish thee: he wil not suffer the righteous to fall for euer.

55:23  And 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.