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Psalm 55

¹Give ear to my prayer, O God; do not hide yourself from my supplication.

²Attend to me, and answer me; I am troubled in my complaint. I am distraught

³by the noise of the enemy, because of the clamor of the wicked. For they bring trouble upon me, and in anger they cherish enmity against me.

⁴My heart is in anguish within me, the terrors of death have fallen upon me.

⁵Fear and trembling come upon me, and horror overwhelms me.

⁶And I say, “O that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest;

⁷truly, I would flee far away; I would lodge in the wilderness; Selah

⁸I would hurry to find a shelter for myself from the raging wind and tempest.”

⁹Confuse, O Lord, confound their speech; for I see violence and strife in the city.

¹⁰Day and night they go around it on its walls, and iniquity and trouble are within it;

¹¹ruin is in its midst; oppression and fraud do not depart from its marketplace.

¹²It is not enemies who taunt me— I could bear that; it is not adversaries who deal insolently with me— I could hide from them.

¹³But it is you, my equal, my companion, my familiar friend,

¹⁴with whom I kept pleasant company; we walked in the house of God with the throng.

¹⁵Let death come upon them; let them go down alive to Sheol; for evil is in their homes and in their hearts.

¹⁶But I call upon God, and the Lord will save me.

¹⁷Evening and morning and at noon I utter my complaint and moan, and he will hear my voice.

¹⁸He will redeem me unharmed from the battle that I wage, for many are arrayed against me.

¹⁹God, who is enthroned from of old, Selah will hear, and will humble them— because they do not change, and do not fear God.

²⁰My companion laid hands on a friend and violated a covenant with me

²¹with speech smoother than butter, but with a heart set on war; with words that were softer than oil, but in fact were drawn swords.

²²Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you; he will never permit the righteous to be moved.

²³But you, O God, will cast them down into the lowest pit; the bloodthirsty and treacherous shall not live out half their days. But I will trust in you.

Psalm 138

¹I give you thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart; before the gods I sing your praise;

²I bow down toward your holy temple and give thanks to your name for your steadfast love and your faithfulness; for you have exalted your name and your word above everything.

³On the day I called, you answered me, you increased my strength of soul.

⁴All the kings of the earth shall praise you, O Lord, for they have heard the words of your mouth.

⁵They shall sing of the ways of the Lord, for great is the glory of the Lord.

⁶For though the Lord is high, he regards the lowly; but the haughty he perceives from far away.

⁷Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you preserve me against the wrath of my enemies; you stretch out your hand, and your right hand delivers me.

⁸The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever. Do not forsake the work of your hands.

Psalm 139

¹O Lord, you have searched me and known me.

²You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from far away.

³You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.

⁴Even before a word is on my tongue, O Lord, you know it completely.

⁵You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.

⁶Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is so high that I cannot attain it.

⁷Where can I go from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence?

⁸If I ascend to heaven, you are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.

⁹If I take the wings of the morning and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,

¹⁰even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me fast.

¹¹If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light around me become night,”

¹²even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day, for darkness is as light to you.

¹³For it was you who formed my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

¹⁴I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; that I know very well.

¹⁵My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

¹⁶Your eyes beheld my unformed substance. In your book were written all the days that were formed for me, when none of them as yet existed.

¹⁷How weighty to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them!

¹⁸I try to count them—they are more than the sand; I come to the end—I am still with you.

¹⁹O that you would kill the wicked, O God, and that the bloodthirsty would depart from me—

²⁰those who speak of you maliciously, and lift themselves up against you for evil!

²¹Do I not hate those who hate you, O Lord? And do I not loathe those who rise up against you?

²²I hate them with perfect hatred; I count them my enemies.

²³Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my thoughts.

²⁴See if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.