Psalms 55:6
And I said, Oh, that I had wings like a dove! For then I would fly away and be at rest.
And I said, Oh, that I had wings like a dove! For then I would fly away and be at rest.
Fear and trembling have come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Lo, then wolde I get me awaye farre of, and remayne in the wildernesse.
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a doue: then would I flie away and rest.
And I sayde, O that I had wynges like a doue: for then woulde I flee away, and be at rest.
And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! [for then] would I fly away, and be at rest.
I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
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.
And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.
I said, "Oh that I had wings like a dove! Then I would fly away, and be at rest.
I say,“I wish I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and settle in a safe place!
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7Indeed, I would wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah.
8I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.
14Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I mourned as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
15What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
5Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
1Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for my soul trusts in you; yes, in the shadow of your wings I will make my refuge, until these calamities have passed by.
1In the LORD I put my trust; how can you say 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 like an owl of the desert.
7I watch, and am like a sparrow alone upon the housetop.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
7Because you have been my help, therefore in the shadow of your 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 destroy me; that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
5Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6My soul has long dwelt with him who hates peace.
7Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?
13Though you have lain among the pots, yet you shall be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.
4I will abide in your tabernacle forever: I will trust in the shelter of your wings. Selah.
8Who are these who fly like a cloud, and like doves to their windows?
13Oh that You would hide me in the grave, that You would keep me secret, until Your wrath is past, that You would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
26They pass away like swift ships: like the eagle hastening to the prey.
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and console myself:
3Oh, that I knew where I might find him, that I might come even to his seat!
18Why then have You brought me forth out of the womb? Oh, that 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 I would have lain still and been quiet, I would have slept: then I would have been at rest,
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
4Then I said, I am cast out of Your sight; yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.
26Does the hawk fly by your wisdom, and stretch its wings toward the south?
23I am gone like a shadow when it declines; I am tossed up and down like the locust.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
13When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint,'
8As a bird that wanders from her nest, so is a man who wanders from his place.
10And he rode upon a cherub, and flew: yea, he flew upon the wings of the wind.
28You who dwell in Moab, leave the cities and dwell in the rock, and be like the dove that makes her nest in the sides of the holes' mouth.
2Surely I have calmed and quieted myself, like a child weaned from his mother: my soul is like a weaned child.
52My enemies hunted me like a bird, without cause.
18Then I said, 'I will die in my nest, and I will multiply my days as the sand.'
22You lift me up to the wind; You cause me to ride upon it, and dissolve my substance.
7Our soul has escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we have escaped.
15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind, and my welfare passes away like a cloud.
7How excellent is your lovingkindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of your wings.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
4When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' And I am full of tossing to and fro until the dawning of the day.
13O spare me, so I may recover strength, before I go away and am no more.
16I loathe it; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are vanity.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.