5fear and trembling attack me, and horror wraps me round.
6O for the wings of a dove: I would fly away and rest.
7I would wander far away, find refuge in the wilderness. Selah
8I would find myself a shelter from raging wind and tempest.
9Confuse them, Lord, upset their plans; for I see violence and strife in the city.
10By day and by night they make their rounds on the city walls, while within is crime and trouble,