Give ear to me and do not hide from pleading. My thoughts are restless under hostile noise. My heart is crushed; the terrors of death fall on me, And fear has wrapped my body like a cloak. Oh, that I had wings just like a dove. I would fly far away and find my rest. I would hurry to a shelter in the wilderness, Safe from storm and violent wind. The city is divided by oppression. Fraud and trouble circle every wall. But it was not an enemy who betrayed me; It was my equal, companion, and friend. Cast your burden on the Lord. He will sustain and will not let the righteous fall. Evening, morning, noon, I call before Him; He will hear my voice. Violent men will sink into destruction, But I will trust the Lord.