My heart is in anguish within me the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me.
And I say, "O that I had wings like a dove!"
And I would fly away and be at rest; yea, I would wander far,
I would lodge in the wilderness,
I would haste to find me a shelter from the raging wind and tempest.
It is not an enemy who taunts me-- then I could bear it;
it is not an adversary who deals insolently with me-- then I could hide from him.
But it is you, my equal, my companion, my familiar friend.
We used to hold sweet converse together;
within God's house we walked in fellowship.
My companion stretched out his hand against his friends,
he violated his covenant.
His speech was smoother than butter,
yet war was in his heart;
his words were softer than oil,
yet there were drawn swords.
Psalm 55 RSV
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