Psalms 55:6-12

⁶And I say, 'Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,

⁷Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.

⁸I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.

⁹Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.

¹⁰By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,

¹¹Mischiefs are in its midst. Fraud and deceit depart not from its street.

¹²For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear it, He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.