Psalm 55:2

New American Bible - revised edition

Listen, God, to my prayer; do not hide from my pleading;

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A prayer of David. Hear, Lord, my plea for justice; pay heed to my cry; Listen to my prayer from lips without guile.

Because I kept silent, my bones wasted away; I groaned all day long.

Foul and festering are my sores because of my folly.

You, O God, are my strength. Why then do you spurn me? Why must I go about mourning, with the enemy oppressing me?

For the leader. A psalm of David.

But God did hear and listened to my voice in prayer.

On the day of my distress I seek the Lord; by night my hands are stretched out unceasingly; I refuse to be consoled.

Like a swallow I chirp; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weary looking heavenward: Lord, I am overwhelmed; go security for me!

Like bears we all growl, like doves we moan without ceasing. We cry out for justice, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.

You heard me call, “Do not let your ear be deaf to my cry for help.”