Psalm 69

Salvum me fac

¹ Save me, O God,*

for the waters have come up even to my neck.

² I sink down in the deep mire, where there is no ground;*

I have come into deep waters, so that the floods run over me.

³ I am weary of crying; my throat is dry;*

my sight fails me from waiting so long for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head;*

those who are my enemies, and would destroy me wrongfully, are mighty.

⁵ They bid me restore things I never took.*

O God, you know my foolishness, and my faults are not hidden from you.

⁶ Let not those who trust in you, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed because of me;*

let not those who seek you be confounded through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ Surely for your sake have I suffered reproach;*

shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brethren,*

unknown to my mother's children,

⁹ Because zeal for your house has consumed me,*

and the reproaches of those who reproached you have fallen upon me.

¹⁰ I wept, and humbled myself with fasting,*

but that was turned to my reproach.

¹¹ I put on sackcloth also,*

and I became a byword among them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate speak against me,*

and the drunkards make songs about me.

¹³ But, Lord, I make my prayer to you*

in an acceptable time.

¹⁴ Hear me, O God, in the multitude of your mercy,*

even in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁵ Take me out of the mire, lest I sink;*

O let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁶ Let not the floodwaters drown me, neither let the deep swallow me up,*

and let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

¹⁷ Hear me, O Lord, for your loving-kindness is good;*

turn to me according to the multitude of your mercies;

¹⁸ And hide not your face from your servant, for I am in trouble;*

O hasten and hear me.

¹⁹ Draw near to me and save me;*

O deliver me because of my enemies.

²⁰ You have known my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor;*

my adversaries are all in your sight.

²¹ Reproach has broken my heart; I am full of heaviness;*

I looked for some to have pity on me, but there was no one, neither have I found any to comfort me.

²² They gave me gall to eat,*

and when I was thirsty they gave me vinegar to drink.

²³ Let their table become a snare for them,*

and let their prosperity become a trap for them.

²⁴ Let their eyes be blinded, that they may not see,*

and make their loins tremble continually.

²⁵ Pour out your indignation upon them,*

and let your wrathful displeasure overtake them.

²⁶ Let their habitation be desolate,*

and let no one dwell in their tents.

²⁷ For they persecute him whom you have stricken,*

and they talk of the pain of those you have wounded.

²⁸ Lay to their charge guilt upon guilt,*

and let them not receive your vindication.

²⁹ Let them be wiped out of the book of the living,*

and not be written among the righteous.

³⁰ As for me, when I am poor and in pain,*

your help, O God, shall lift me up.

³¹ I will praise the Name of God with a song,*

and magnify it with thanksgiving.

³² This also shall please the Lord*

more than an ox or a bullock that has horns and hooves.

³³ The humble shall consider this and be glad;*

seek after God and your hearts shall live.

³⁴ For the Lord hears the poor*

and does not despise his prisoners.

³⁵ Let heaven and earth praise him,*

the sea, and all that moves therein.

³⁶ For God will save Zion and build the cities of Judah,*

that they may dwell there and have it in possession.

³⁷ The posterity of his servants shall inherit it,*

and those who love his Name shall dwell therein.

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