Psalms 68:1-8

¹(69) For the end, a Psalm of David, for alternate strains. Save me, O God; for the waters have come in to my soul.

²I am stuck fast in deep mire, and there is no standing: I am come in to the depths of the sea, and a storm has overwhelmed me.

³I am weary of crying, my throat has become hoarse; my eyes have failed by my waiting on my God.

⁴They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: my enemies that persecute me unrighteously are strengthened: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵O God, you know my foolishness; and my transgressions are not hidden from you.

⁶Let not them that wait on you, O Lord of hosts, be ashamed on my account: let not them that seek you, be ashamed on my account, O God of Israel.

⁷For I have suffered reproach for your sake; shame has covered my face.

⁸I became strange to my brethren, and a stranger to my mother's children.