Psalm 69
PSALM 69. Salvum me fac.
Save me, O God: for the waters are come in, even unto my soul.
2 I stick fast in the deep mire, where no ground is: I am come into deep waters, so that the floods run over me.
3 I am weary of crying; my throat is dry: my sight faileth me for waiting so long upon my God.
4 They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: they that are mine enemies, and would destroy me guiltless, are mighty.
5 I paid them the things that I never took: God, thou knowest my simpleness, and my faults are not hid from thee.
6 Let not them that trust in thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my cause: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O Lord God of Israel.
7 And why? for thy sake have I suffered reproof: shame hath covered my face.
8 I am become a stranger unto my brethren: even an alien unto my mother's children.
9 For the zeal of thine house hath even eaten me: and the rebukes of them that rebuked thee are fallen upon me.
10 I wept, and chastened myself with fasting: and that was turned to my reproof.
11 I put on sackcloth also: and they jested upon me.
12 They that sit in the gate speak against me: and the drunkards make songs upon me.
13 But, Lord, I make my prayer unto thee: in an acceptable time.
14 Hear me, O God, in the multitude of thy mercy: even in the truth of thy salvation.
15 Take me out of the mire, that I sink not: O let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
16 Let not the water-flood drown me, neither let the deep swallow me up: and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
17 Hear me, O Lord, for thy loving-kindness is comfortable: turn thee unto me according to the multitude of thy mercies.
18 And hide not thy face from thy servant, for I am in trouble: O haste thee, and hear me.
19 Draw nigh unto my soul, and save it: O deliver me, because of mine enemies.
20 Thou hast known my reproof, my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all in thy sight.
21 Thy rebuke hath broken my heart; I am full of heaviness: I looked for some to have pity on me, but there was no man, neither found I 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 be made a snare to take themselves withal: and let the things that should have been for their wealth be unto them an occasion of falling.
24 Let their eyes be blinded, that they see not: and ever bow thou down their backs.
25 Pour out thine indignation upon them: and let thy wrathful displeasure take hold of them.
26 Let their habitation be void: and no man to dwell in their tents.
27 For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten: and they talk how they may vex them whom thou hast wounded.
28 Let them fall from one wickedness to another: and riot come into thy righteousness.
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 heaviness: thy 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: better than a bullock that hath horns and hoofs.
33 The humble shall consider this, and be glad: seek ye after God, and your soul shall live.
34 For the Lord heareth the poor: and despiseth not his prisoners.
35 Let heaven and earth praise him: the sea, and all that moveth therein.
36 For God will save Sion, and build the cities of Judah: that men may dwell there, and have it in possession.
37 The posterity also of his servants shall inherit it: and they that love his Name shall dwell therein.