Save me, O God; for the waters Threaten my life.

I sink in deep mire, And there is no place to stand; I have come to the depths of water, And the flood flows over me.

I am weary of my crying; My throat is parched; My eyes fail While I wait for my God.

More numerous than the hairs of my head Are those who hate me without cause; Mighty are those who would destroy me, Those who are wrongly my enemies. What I did not steal, I must then restore.

O God, You know my foolishness, And my sins of guilt are not hidden from You.

Do not let those who wait on You be put to shame because of me, O Lord Jehovah of hosts; Do not let those who seek You be humiliated because of me, O God of Israel.

Because for Your sake I have borne reproach; Humiliation has covered my face.

I have become a stranger to my brothers, And a foreigner to my mother's children.

For the zeal of Your house has devoured me, And the reproaches of those who reproach You have fallen on me.

When I wept, when my soul was in fasting, That became a reproach to me.

When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a proverb to them.

Those who sit in the gate talk about me, And I am the mocking song of those who drink liquor.

But as for me, my prayer is to You, O Jehovah, in an acceptable time; O God, in the abundance of Your lovingkindness answer me, In the faithfulness of Your salvation.

Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink; May I be delivered from those who hate me, And out of the depths of water.

Do not let the flood of water flow over me, Nor let the deep swallow me, Nor let the pit close its mouth over me.

Answer me, O Jehovah; for Your lovingkindness is good; According to the abundance of Your compassions turn to me.

And do not hide Your face from Your servant, For I am in distress; hurry and answer me.

Draw near to my soul; redeem it; Ransom me because of my enemies.

You know my reproach And my shame and my humiliation; All my adversaries are before You.

Reproach has broken my heart, And I am sick; I looked for pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

But they gave me gall for my food, And for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

May their table become a snare before them And a trap when they are at peace.

May their eyes be darkened so that they cannot see; And make their loins shake continually.

Pour out Your indignation upon them; And may the burning fierceness of Your anger overtake them.

May their camp be desolate; May there be no one to dwell in their tents.

For they persecute him whom You have stricken, And they recount the pain of those whom You have wounded.

Add iniquity to their iniquity, And do not let them come into Your righteousness.

May they be blotted out of the book of life, And may they not be written with the righteous.

But I am poor and pained; May Your salvation, O God, set me on high.

I will praise the name of God with a song And will magnify Him with thanksgiving;

And it will be better to Jehovah than an ox Or a bull with horns and hooves.

The meek have seen it; they rejoice. You who seek God, let your heart revive.

For Jehovah listens to the needy, And He does not despise His prisoners.

Let the heavens and the earth praise Him, The seas and everything that moves in them.

For God will save Zion And build the cities of Judah; And they will abide there and possess it.

And the seed of His servants will inherit it, And those who love His name will dwell in it.