Psalms 69:2-13

²I am sunk in depths of mire, where ground there is none. I am come into deep deep waters, the flood overwhelms me.

³I am weary of crying, my throat is parched, my eyes are wasted with waiting for God.

⁴More than the hairs of my head are those who wantonly hate me. More than my bones in number are those who are falsely my foes. That which I never robbed, how am I then to restore?

⁵O God, you know my folly, my guilt is not hidden from you.

⁶Through me let not any be shamed, who wait for you, Lord God of hosts. Through me let not those be confounded who seek you, O God of Israel.

⁷It's in your cause that I have borne taunts, and my face has been covered with shame;

⁸I became to my kindred a foreigner, to my mother's sons a stranger.

⁹It was zeal for your house that consumed me, and the insults they hurled at you fell upon me.

¹⁰When I chastened myself with fasting, they took occasion to taunt me.

¹¹When I put on a garment of sackcloth, they made me the theme of a taunt-song.

¹²Those who sit in the gate make sport of me in the music of drunken songs.

¹³But I pray to you, Lord, for a time of favour. In your great love answer me; with your loyal help, save me