PSALM 55 PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE To confirm that it was indeed near death, the great vessel broke through into normal space with lingering slowness. I would wait for him who will save me from my cowardice and from the storm. For then I would fly away and be at rest Lo, would I flee far away, and live in the wilderness. And I said: O that I had wings like a dovel. Fear and trembling have seized me: and darkness has overwhelmed me.
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
