Psalms 55:6
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and be at rest.
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7Lo, then would I wander far off, I would lodge in the wilderness. {{Selah
8I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
14Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; mine eyes fail [with looking] upward: O Lord, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
4My heart is sore pained within me: And the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
5Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, And horror hath overwhelmed me.
1[For the Chief Musician; [set to] Al-tashheth. [A Psalm] of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul, in the cave]. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; For my soul taketh refuge in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, Until [these] calamities be overpast.
1[For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David]. In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain;
9If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
6I am like a pelican of the wilderness; I am become as an owl of the waste places.
7I watch, and am become like a sparrow That is alone upon the house-top.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
7For thou hast been my help, And in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.
8Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
9Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
5Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
6My soul hath long had her dwelling With him that hateth peace.
7Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
13When ye lie among the sheepfolds, [It is as] the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.
4I will dwell in thy tabernacle for ever: I will take refuge in the covert of thy wings. {{Selah
8Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?
13Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
26They are passed away as the swift ships; As the eagle that swoopeth on the prey.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
3Oh that I knew where I might find him! That I might come even to his seat!
18Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
4And I said, I am cast out from before thine eyes; Yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
26Is it by thy wisdom that the hawk soareth, (And) stretcheth her wings toward the south?
23I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
6I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
8As a bird that wandereth from her nest, So is a man that wandereth from his place.
10And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly; Yea, he soared upon the wings of the wind.
28O ye inhabitants of Moab, leave the cities, and dwell in the rock; and be like the dove that maketh her nest over the mouth of the abyss.
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
52They have chased me sore like a bird, they that are mine enemies without cause.
18Then I said, I shall die in my nest, And I shall multiply my days as the sand:
22Thou liftest me up to the wind, thou causest me to ride [upon it] ; And thou dissolvest me in the storm.
7Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.
15Terrors are turned upon me; They chase mine honor as the wind; And my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
7How precious is thy lovingkindness, O God! And the children of men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings.
28I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
13Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, Before I go hence, and be no more.
16I loathe [my life] ; I would not live alway: Let me alone; for my days are vanity.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.