Psalm 55: Betrayed by your best friend
Trouble, trouble, all around,
noise and bother and strife!
Help me, God! I am stressed out!
I wish for wings! How I wish I could fly
up into the quiet air, far away from all of this.
I would soar until I find a safe place
to hide from the storm.
I could handle being attacked by my enemies
but this is my best friend who has turned against me.
We used to love being together
but now her heart is hard, and it hurts.
She spoke sweetly but she stabbed me in the back!
So much for promises! So much for friendship!
Help me, God, I let all my troubles fall on you.
I trust in you, for you are my security,
my saviour and my truest friend.
Photo: A very old painting on a tomb wall in a crypt inside the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, Jerusalem,
near where Jesus was buried.