O Lord, do not hand me over to the sinner by my desire. They have plotted against me. Do not abandon me, lest they should triumph.
If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
If I take the wings of the morning or dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
If I could fly on the wings of dawn, stopping to rest only on the far side of the ocean—
Give me not up, O Lord, from my desire to the wicked: they have plotted against me; do not thou forsake me, lest they should triumph.
