Psalm 69 - To the chief Musician
upon Shoshannim, A Psalm of David.
Save me, O God; for the waters
are come in unto my soul.
I sink in deep mire, where there
is no standing: I am come into deep
waters, where the floods overflow me.
I am weary of my crying: my
throat is dried: mine eyes
fail while I wait for my God.
They that hate me without a cause
are more than the hairs of mine head:
they that would destroy me, being mine
enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then
I restored that which I took not away.
O God, thou knowest my foolishness;
and my sins are not hid from thee.
Let not them that wait on thee, O
Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my
sake: let not those that seek thee be
confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.
Because for thy sake I have borne
reproach; shame hath covered my face.
I am become a stranger unto my brethren,
and an alien unto my mother's children.
For the zeal of thine house hath eaten
me up; and the reproaches of them that
reproached thee are fallen upon me.
When I wept, and chastened my soul
with fasting, that was to my reproach.
I made sackcloth also my garment;
and I became a proverb to them.
They that sit in the gate speak against
me; and I was the song of the drunkards.
But as for me, my prayer is unto thee,
O Lord, in an acceptable time: O God,
in the multitude of thy mercy hear
me, in the truth of thy salvation.
Deliver me out of the mire, and let me
not sink: let me be delivered from them
that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Let not the waterflood overflow me,
neither let the deep swallow me up, and
let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness
is good: turn unto me according to
the multitude of thy tender mercies.
And hide not thy face from thy servant;
for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.
Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it:
deliver me because of mine enemies.
Thou hast known my reproach, and
my shame, and my dishonour: mine
adversaries are all before thee.
Reproach hath broken my heart; and I
am full of heaviness: and I looked for
some to take pity, but there was none;
and for comforters, but I found none.
They gave me also gall for my meat; and in
my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
Let their table become a snare before
them: and that which should have been
for their welfare, let it become a trap.
Let their eyes be darkened, that
they see not; and make their
loins continually to shake.
Pour out thine indignation upon them, and
let thy wrathful anger take hold of them.
Let their habitation be desolate;
and let none dwell in their tents.
For they persecute him whom thou hast
smitten; and they talk to the grief
of those whom thou hast wounded.
Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and
let them not come into thy righteousness.
Let them be blotted out of the
book of the living, and not
be written with the righteous.
But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy
salvation, O God, set me up on high.
I will praise the name of God with a song,
and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
This also shall please the Lord
better than an ox or bullock
that hath horns and hoofs.
The humble shall see this, and be glad:
and your heart shall live that seek God.
For the Lord heareth the poor,
and despiseth not his prisoners.
Let the heaven and earth praise him, the
seas, and every thing that moveth therein.
For God will save Zion, and will build
the cities of Judah: that they may
dwell there, and have it in possession.
The seed also of his servants
shall inherit it: and they that
love his name shall dwell therein.