Psalms 55:6-13

⁶I tell myself, If only God would give me wings like a dove so I could fly away and be at peace!

⁷I would fly far away to escape, and stay in the wilderness. Selah.

⁸I would hurry to a place to hide, out of the wind, safe from the raging storm.

⁹Confuse them, Lord! Muddle what they're saying, for I see violence and conflict in the city.

¹⁰They patrol the city walls day and night, and wickedness and trouble are within the city.

¹¹The ones causing destruction are inside the city; frauds and cheats are always on the streets.

¹²The problem is that it's not an enemy who mocks me—I could stand that. It's not someone who hates me who insults me—I could avoid them.

¹³No, it's you, a man just like me, my best friend who I know so well!