Psalm 69

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.

Surely for your sake have I suffered reproach; *

shame has covered my face.

I have become a stranger to my brethren, *

unknown to my mother’s children,

Because zeal for your house has consumed me, *

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

I wept, and humbled myself with fasting, *

but that was turned to my reproach.

I put on sackcloth also, *

and I became a byword among them.

Those who sit in the gate speak against me, *

and the drunkards make songs about me.

But, Lord, I make my prayer to you *

in an acceptable time.

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

even in the truth of your salvation.

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.

They gave me gall to eat, *

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