My heart is in anguish within me;
the terrors of death have fallen on me.
Fear and trembling have beset me;
horror has overwhelmed me.
I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest.
I would flee far away and stay in the desert;
I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm. . . .
As for me, I call to God, and the LORD saves me.
Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.
He rescues me unharmed from the battle waged against me. . . .
Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you;
he will never let the righteous be shaken.
PSALM 55:4-8, 16-18, 22
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