Listen to my prayer, God. Attend to me, and answer me. The voice of the enemy brings fear and trembling upon me, and is disgusting. If I had wings like a dove, then I would fly away and be at rest. Destruction reigns in the city, and violence and strife. It is not an enemy who insulted me. No – it was you, a friend and companion. Evening, morning, and noon, I will cry out to God. Free me, for they do not fear God. Your words are softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.