Psalm 55:2

Tree of Life Version

Give ear, O God, to my prayer and do not ignore my plea for help.

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Like a swallow or a crane, I whisper, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary, looking upward. Adonai, I am oppressed, be my security!

But surely God has heard. He has listened to my voice in prayer.

In the day of my trouble I seek my Lord. At night my hand stretches out untiringly. My soul refuses to be comforted.

For the music director, a psalm of David.

All of us growl like bears or moan like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

For You are my God, my stronghold. Why have You spurned me? Why do I go about gloomy because of the oppression of the enemy?

My wounds are foul and festering because of my foolishness.

When I kept silent, my bones became brittle through my groaning all day long.

A prayer of David. Hear, Adonai, a just plea, listen to my cry! Give ear to my prayer— from lips with no deceit.

You heard my voice, “Do not close Your ears to my cry for relief.”