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.