Psalms 55:4

Listen to my prayer, God.

Don’t hide yourself from my supplication.

Attend to me, and answer me.

I am restless in my complaint,

and moan

because of the voice of the enemy,

because of the oppression of the wicked.

For they bring suffering on me.

In anger they hold a grudge against me.

Fearfulness and trembling have come on me.

Horror has overwhelmed me.

I said, “Oh that I had wings like a dove!

Then I would fly away, and be at rest.

Behold, then I would wander far off.

I would lodge in the wilderness.” Selah.