8I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
8I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
5 Fear and trembling come in to me, And horror doth cover me.
6 And I say, 'Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
7 Lo, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. Selah.
8 I hasten escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
9 Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.
10 By day and by night they go round it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness are in its midst,
55:8I would hasten my escape from the windy storm [and] tempest.
55:8I would hurry to my place of shelter, far from the tempest and storm."
55:8I waited for him that hath saved me from pusillanimity of spirit, and a storm.
55:8I would haste me to a shelter From the stormy wind and tempest.
55:8I would hasten my escape from the stormy wind, from the tempest.
55:8I would haste me to a shelter from the stormy wind and tempest.
55:8I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.
55:8|I would hurry to a shelter from the stormy wind and storm.|
55:8I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.