Psalms 55:6
I say,“I wish I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and settle in a safe place!
I say,“I wish I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and settle in a safe place!
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7Look, I will escape to a distant place; I will stay in the wilderness.(Selah)
8I will hurry off to a place that is safe from the strong wind and the gale.”
14Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!
15What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.
4My heart beats violently within me; the horrors of death overcome me.
5Fear and panic overpower me; terror overwhelms me.
1For the music director; according to the al-tashcheth style; a prayer of David, written when he fled from Saul into the cave. Have mercy on me, O God! Have mercy on me! For in you I have taken shelter. In the shadow of your wings I take shelter until trouble passes.
1For the music director; by David. In the LORD I have taken shelter. How can you say to me,“Flee to a mountain like a bird!
9If I were to fly away on the wings of the dawn, and settle down on the other side of the sea,
6I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins.
7I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
18Then I said,“There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!
7For you are my deliverer; under your wings I rejoice.
8A Cry for Death“Oh that my request would be realized, and that God would grant me what I long for!
9And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
5How miserable I am! For I have lived temporarily in Meshech; I have resided among the tents of Kedar.
6For too long I have had to reside with those who hate peace.
7Where can I go to escape your Spirit? Where can I flee to escape your presence?
13When you lie down among the sheepfolds, the wings of the dove are covered with silver and with glittering gold.
4I will be a permanent guest in your home; I will find shelter in the protection of your wings.(Selah)
8Who are these who float along like a cloud, who fly like doves to their shelters?
13The Possibility of Another Life“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me!
26They glide by like reed boats, like an eagle that swoops down on its prey.
27If I say,‘I will forget my complaint, I will change my expression and be cheerful,’
3O that I knew where I might find him, that I could come to his place of residence!
18An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
19I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!
20Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
13For now I would be lying down and would be quiet, I would be asleep and then at peace
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
4I thought I had been banished from your sight, that I would never again see your holy temple!
26“Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, and spreads its wings toward the south?
23I am fading away like a shadow at the end of the day; I am shaken off like a locust.
6I am exhausted as I groan; all night long I drench my bed in tears; my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.
13If I say,“My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,”
8Like a bird that wanders from its nest, so is a person who wanders from his home.
10He mounted a winged angel and flew; he glided on the wings of the wind.
28Leave your towns, you inhabitants of Moab. Go and live in the cliffs. Be like a dove that makes its nest high on the sides of a ravine.
2Indeed, I have calmed and quieted myself like a weaned child with its mother; I am content like a young child.
52צ(Tsade) For no good reason my enemies hunted me down like a bird.
18Job’s Confidence“Then I thought,‘I will die in my own home, my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
22You pick me up on the wind and make me ride on it; you toss me about in the storm.
7We escaped with our lives, like a bird from a hunter’s snare. The snare broke, and we escaped.
15Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance has passed away.
7How precious is your loyal love, O God! The human race finds shelter under your wings.
28I go about blackened, but not by the sun; in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.
4If I lie down, I say,‘When will I arise?’, and the night stretches on and I toss and turn restlessly until the day dawns.
13Turn your angry gaze away from me, so I can be happy before I pass away.
16I loathe it; I do not want to live forever; leave me alone, for my days are a vapor!
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.