5Fear and trembling have seized me, And horror hath overwhelmed me.
6Then I say, O that I had wings like a dove! For then would I fly away, and be at rest.
7Behold, I would wander far away, And take up my abode in a wilderness. Pause.
8I would hasten away to a shelter From the rushing wind and tempest.
9Confound, O Lord! divide their counsels! For I behold violence and strife in the city.
10Day and night do these go about its walls; In the midst of it are iniquity and mischief.
11Wickedness is in the midst of it; Oppression and fraud depart not from its streets.