Salvum me fac
Draw nigh unto my soul, and save it *
O deliver me, because of mine enemies.
Thou hast known my reproof, my shame, and my dishonour *
mine adversaries are all in thy sight.
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.
They gave me gall to eat *
and when I was thirsty they gave me vinegar to drink.
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.
Let their eyes be blinded, that they see not *
and ever bow thou down their backs.
Pour out thine indignation upon them *
and let thy wrathful displeasure take hold of them.
Let their habitation be void *
and no man to dwell in their tents.
For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten *
and they talk how they may vex them whom thou hast wounded.
Let them fall from one wickedness to another *
and not come into thy righteousness.
Let them be wiped out of the book of the living *
and not be written among the righteous.
As for me, when I am poor and in heaviness *
thy help, O God, shall lift me up.
I will praise the Name of God with a song *
and magnify it with thanksgiving.
This also shall please the Lord *
better than a bullock that hath horns and hoofs.
The humble shall consider this, and be glad *
seek ye after God, and your soul shall live.
For the Lord heareth the poor *
and despiseth not his prisoners.
Let heaven and earth praise him *
the sea, and all that moveth therein.
For God will save Sion, and build the cities of Judah *
that men may dwell there, and have it in possession.
The posterity also of his servants shall inherit it *
and they that love his Name shall dwell therein.