PSALMS 69:11-27

¹¹When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a proverb unto them.

¹²They that sit in the gate talk of me; and I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O LORD, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy, answer me in the truth of thy salvation.

¹⁴Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵Let not the waterflood overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up; and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

¹⁶Answer me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: according to the multitude of thy tender mercies turn thou unto me.

¹⁷And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress; answer me speedily.

¹⁸Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: ransom me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²²Let their table before them become a snare; and when they are in peace, let it become a trap.

²³Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

²⁴Pour out thine indignation upon them, and let the fierceness of thine anger overtake them.

²⁵Let their habitation be desolate; let none dwell in their tents.

²⁶For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they tell of the sorrow of those whom thou hast wounded,

²⁷Add iniquity unto their iniquity: and let them not come into thy righteousness.