7And I said, If only I had wings like a dove! for then I would go in flight from here and be at rest.
8I would go wandering far away, living in the waste land. (Selah.)
9I would quickly take cover from the driving storm and from the violent wind.
10Send destruction on them, O Lord, make a division of tongues among them: for I have seen fighting and violent acts in the town.
11By day and night they go round the town, on the walls; trouble and sorrow are in the heart of it.
12Evil is there; cruel rule and deceit are ever in the streets.
13For it was not my hater who said evil of me; that would have been no grief to me; it was not one outside the number of my friends who made himself strong against me, or I would have kept myself from him in a secret place;