6I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and find rest.
7How far away I would flee!
In the wilderness I would remain.
8I would hurry to my shelter,
far from this raging tempest.”
9O Lord, confuse and confound their speech,
for I see violence and strife in the city.
10Day and night they encircle the walls,
while malice and trouble lie within.
11Destruction is within;
oppression and deceit never leave the streets.
— Psalm 55:6-11