Psalms 69:2-15 in English

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: They that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: That which I took not away I have to restore.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; And my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait for thee be put to shame through me, O Lord Jehovah of hosts: Let not those that seek thee be brought to dishonor through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; Shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, And an alien unto my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up; And the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.

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

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

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Jehovah, in an acceptable time: O God, in the abundance of thy lovingkindness, Answer me in the truth of thy salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

¹⁵ Let not the waterflood overwhelm me, Neither let the deep swallow me up; And let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

² Draw nigh, O God, to my help.

³ Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek my soul: let them be turned backward and put to shame, that wish me evil.

⁴ Let them that say to me, Aha, aha, be turned back and put to shame immediately.

⁵ Let all that seek thee exult and be glad in thee: and let those that love thy salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.

⁶ But I am poor and needy; O God, help me: thou art my helper and deliverer, O Lord, delay not.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord GOD of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

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

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

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

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord GOD of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

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

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

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

² Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek my soul: let them be turned backward and put to shame, that wish me evil.

³ Let them that say to me, Aha, aha, be turned back and put to shame immediately.

⁴ Let all that seek you exult and be glad in you: and let those that love your salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.

⁵ But I am poor and needy; O God, help me: you are my helper and deliverer, O Lord, delay not.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head: they that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of hosts: let not those that seek thee be brought to dishonour through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

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

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

¹³ But 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.

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

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

² I continue to sink in the deep mud, and there is no solid ground for me to stand on. I am in deep water, and flood waters are swirling around me.

³ I am exhausted from calling out for help; my throat is very dry. Because I have cried so much as I have waited for God to help me, my eyes are swollen.

⁴ Those who hate me when there is no reason to hate me are more than the number of hairs on my head HYP! Those who want to get rid of me are strong, and they tell lies about me. They demand that I return to them things that I did not steal!

⁵ O God, ◄you see the sins that I have committed/my sins are not hidden from you►. You know that I have foolishly disobeyed your laws.

⁶ O Yahweh God, you who are the commander of the armies of heaven, do not allow the wrong things that I have done to cause those who trust in you to be disappointed/disillusioned. O God, you whom we Israeli people worship, do not allow me to cause your people to be humiliated.

⁷ People have insulted/ridiculed me because I am devoted to you. They have thoroughly humiliated IDM me.

⁸ Even my own older brothers act as if they do not know me; they treat me like a foreigner.

⁹ Some people have despised your temple; but my zeal for keeping your temple holy is like a fire burning inside me. So it is as though those who are insulting you are also insulting me.

¹⁰ When I have humbled myself and ◄fasted/abstained from eating food► to show my sadness about the disgraceful things that they have done to your temple, they just insult me.

¹¹ When I put on rough sackcloth to show that I am sad, they laugh at IDM me.

¹² Even the elders of the city say bad things about me. The drunkards of the city sing disgusting songs about me.

¹³ But Yahweh, I will continue praying to you. At the time that you choose, answer me and rescue me because you faithfully love me.

¹⁴ Do not allow me to sink anymore in the mud. Rescue me from those who hate me! Lift me up out of these deep waters!

¹⁵ Do not allow flood waters to swirl around me, do not allow the deep mud to swallow me; keep me from sinking into the pit of death MET.

² Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek my soul: let them be turned backward and put to shame, that wish me evil.

³ Let them that say to me, Aha, aha, be turned back and put to shame immediately.

⁴ Let all that seek you exult and be glad in you: and let those that love your salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.

⁵ But I am poor and needy; O God, help me: you are my helper and deliverer, O Lord, delay not.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonour through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² My feet are deep in the soft earth, where there is no support; I have come into deep waters, the waves are flowing over me.

³ I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.

⁴ Those who have hate for me without cause are greater in number than the hairs of my head; those who are against me, falsely desiring my destruction, are very strong; I gave back what I had not taken away.

⁵ O God, you see how foolish I am; and my wrongdoing is clear to you.

⁶ Let not those who have hope in you be put to shame because of me, O Lord God of armies: let not those who are waiting for you be made low because of me, O God of Israel.

⁷ I have been wounded with sharp words because of you; my face has been covered with shame.

⁸ I have become strange to my brothers, and like a man from a far country to my mother's children.

⁹ I am on fire with passion for your house; and the hard things which are said about you have come on me.

¹⁰ My bitter weeping, and my going without food, were turned to my shame.

¹¹ When I put on the clothing of grief, they said evil of me.

¹² I am a cause of wonder to those in authority; a song to those who are given to strong drink.

¹³ But as for me, let my prayer be made to you, O Lord, at a time when you are pleased; O God, give me an answer in your great mercy, for your salvation is certain.

¹⁴ Take me from the grip of the sticky earth, so that I may not go down into it; let me be lifted up from the deep waters.

¹⁵ Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of waters, and the flood overfloweth me.

³ I am weary with my crying, my throat is parched; mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ Thou, O God, knowest my foolishness, and my trespasses are not hidden from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee, Lord, Jehovah of hosts, be ashamed through me; let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; confusion hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's sons;

⁹ For the zeal of thy house hath devoured me, and the reproaches of them that reproach thee have fallen upon me.

¹⁰ And I wept, my soul was fasting: that also was to my reproach; —

¹¹ And I made sackcloth my garment: then I became a proverb to them.

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

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, Jehovah, in an acceptable time: O God, in the abundance of thy loving-kindness answer me, according to the truth of thy salvation:

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

¹⁵ Let not the flood of waters overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up; and let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

² O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

³ Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:

⁴ Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: Tis well, tis well.

⁵ Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.

⁶ But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.

² I'm sinking deeper into the mud—there's no solid ground for me to stand. I find myself in deep water; floods wash over me.

³ I'm so tired of screaming out for help my throat is totally raw. My eyes are worn out looking for my God to help me.

⁴ Those who hate me for no reason are more than the number of hairs on my head. Many enemies try to destroy me by telling lies. How can I give back what I didn't steal?

⁵ God, you know how foolish I am! My sins are not hidden from you.

⁶ Don't let those who trust you be ashamed because of me, Lord God Almighty. Don't let those who follow you be disgraced because of me, God of Israel.

⁷ For your sake I put up with the insults; my face shows my embarrassment.

⁸ I have become a foreigner to my brother Israelites; a stranger to my very own brothers.

⁹ My devotion for your house is burning me up inside; the insults of those who insulted you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ I wept and I fasted, but they mocked me;

¹¹ I mourned in sackcloth, but they laughed at me.

¹² People sitting by the town gate gossip about me. I'm the subject of rude songs sung by drunks.

¹³ But my prayer is to you, Lord, believing this is a good time to respond to me. God, in your wonderful trustworthy love, answer me with your sure salvation.

¹⁴ Please rescue me from the mud—don't let me sink! Save me from those who hate me and from drowning in the deep waters!

¹⁵ Don't let the flood waters wash over me. Don't let the deep waters pull me down. Don't let the grave close over me.

² I sticke fast in the deepe myre, where no staie is: I am come into deepe waters, and the streames runne ouer me.

³ I am wearie of crying: my throte is drie: mine eyes faile, whiles I waite for my God.

⁴ They that hate mee without a cause, are moe then the heares of mine heade: they that would destroy mee, and are mine enemies falsly, are mightie, so that I restored that which I tooke not.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishnesse, and my fautes are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that trust in thee, O Lord God of hostes, be ashamed for me: let not those that seeke thee, be confounded through mee, O God of Israel.

⁷ For thy sake haue I suffred reproofe: shame hath couered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger vnto my brethren, euen an aliant vnto my mothers sonnes.

⁹ For the zeale of thine house hath eaten mee, and the rebukes of them that rebuked thee, are fallen vpon me.

¹⁰ I wept and my soule fasted, but that was to my reproofe.

¹¹ I put on a sacke also: and I became a prouerbe vnto them.

¹² They that sate in the gate, spake of mee, and the drunkards sang of me.

¹³ But Lord, I make my praier vnto thee in an acceptable time, euen in the multitude of thy mercie: O God, heare me in the trueth of thy saluation.

¹⁴ Deliuer mee out of the myre, that I sinke not: let me be deliuered from them that hate me, and out of the deepe waters.

¹⁵ Let not the water flood drowne mee, neither let the deepe swallowe me vp: and let not the pit shut her mouth vpon me.

² (69-3) I am sunk in deep mire, where there is no standing; I am come into deep waters, and the flood overwhelmeth me.

³ (69-4) I am weary of my crying; my throat is dried; mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ (69-5) They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; they that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are many; should I restore that which I took not away?

⁵ (69-6) O God, Thou knowest my folly; and my trespasses are not hid from Thee.

⁶ (69-7) Let not them that wait for Thee be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of hosts; let not those that seek Thee be brought to confusion through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ (69-8) Because for Thy sake I have borne reproach; confusion hath covered my face.

⁸ (69-9) I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.

⁹ (69-10) Because zeal for Thy house hath eaten me up, and the reproaches of them that reproach Thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ (69-11) And I wept with my soul fasting, and that became unto me a reproach.

¹¹ (69-12) I made sackcloth also my garment, and I became a byword unto them.

¹² (69-13) They that sit in the gate talk of me; and I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ (69-14) But as for me, let my prayer be unto Thee, O LORD, in an acceptable time; O God, in the abundance of Thy mercy, answer me with the truth of Thy salvation.

¹⁴ (69-15) Deliver 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.

¹⁵ (69-16) Let not the waterflood overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up; and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are moe than the hairs of mine head: They that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty: Then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; And my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: Let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; Shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger unto my brethren, And an alien unto my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; And the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.

¹¹ I made sackcloth also my garment; And I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate speak against me; And I was the song of the drunkards.

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

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

¹⁵ Let not the waterflood overflow me, Neither let the deep swallow me up, And let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

² (69:3) I am sunk in the mire of the deep, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of the waters, and the flood overfloweth me.

³ (69:4) I am weary of my calling; my throat is hoarse; my eyes fail, while I hope for my God.

⁴ (69:5) More than the hairs of my head are those that hate me without a cause; numerous are those that would destroy me, that are my enemies wrongfully: what I have not robbed shall I now restore.

⁵ (69:6) O God, thou art well aware of my folly, and my guilty deeds are from thee not hidden.

⁶ (69:7) Let not those that wait on thee, O Lord Eternal of hosts, be made ashamed through me: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel.

⁷ (69:8) Because for thy sake have I borne reproach, hath confusion covered my face.

⁸ (69:9) A stranger am I become unto my brothers, and an alien unto my mother's children.

⁹ (69:10) Because the zeal for thy house hath devoured me; and the reproaches of those that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ (69:11) When I wept at the fasting of my soul, it became a reproach to me.

¹¹ (69:12) And when I made sackcloth my garment, I became a proverb to them.

¹² (69:13) Those that sit in the gate talk against me; and about me make songs the drinkers of strong drink.

¹³ (69:14) But as for me, I direct my prayer unto thee, O Lord, in a time of favor; O God, in the multitude of thy kindness: answer me in the truth of thy salvation.

¹⁴ (69:15) Deliver me out of the mire, that I may not sink: let me be delivered from those that hate me, and out of the depths of the waters.

¹⁵ (69:16) Let not the flood of waters overflow me, and let not the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit close its mouth upon me.

² Draw nigh, O God, to my help.

³ Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek my soul: Let them be turned backward and put to shame, that wish me evil.

⁴ Let them that say to me, Aha, aha, be turned back and put to shame immediately.

⁵ Let all that seek thee exult and be glad in thee: And let those that love thy salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.

⁶ But I am poor and needy; O God, help me: Thou art my helper and deliverer, O Lord, delay not.

² I sink in deep mire, where is no standing; I have come into deep waters, and the waves flow over me.

³ I am weary with crying; my throat is parched; Mine eyes are wasted, while I wait for my God.

⁴ More numerous than the hairs of my head are they who hate me without reason; Mighty are they who seek to destroy me, being my enemies without cause: I must restore what I took not away.

⁵ O God! thou knowest my offences, And my sins are not hidden from thee!

⁶ Let not them that trust in thee through me be put to shame, O Lord Jehovah, God of hosts! Let not them that seek thee through me be confounded, O God of Israel!

⁷ For on account of thee do I suffer reproach, And shame covereth my face!

⁸ I am become a stranger to my brothers; Yea, an alien to my mother's sons.

⁹ For zeal for thy house consumeth me, And the reproaches of them that reproach thee fall upon me.

¹⁰ When I weep and fast, That is made my reproach;

¹¹ When I clothe myself in sackcloth, Then I become their by-word.

¹² They who sit in the gate speak against me, And I am become the song of drunkards.

¹³ Yet will I address my prayer to thee, O LORD! May it be in an acceptable time according to thy great goodness! Hear, O God! and afford me thy sure help!

¹⁴ Save me from the mire, and let me not sink; May I be delivered from my enemies,—from the deep waters!

¹⁵ Let not the water-flood overflow me; Let not the deep swallow me up, And let not the pit close her mouth upon me!

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

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

⁴ More 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?

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

⁶ Through 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

¹⁴ from sinking down in the mire. Lift me out of the deep deep waters,

¹⁵ that the rushing flood may not drown me, that the deep may not swallow me up, nor the pit close her mouth upon me.

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

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

⁴ More 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?

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

⁶ Through 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

¹⁴ from sinking down in the mire. Lift me out of the deep deep waters,

¹⁵ that the rushing flood may not drown me, that the deep may not swallow me up, nor the pit close her mouth upon me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I am forced to restore what I didn’t steal.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins are not hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Adonai Tzva'ot Yahweh Commander of heaven’s armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel God prevails.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The insults of those insulting you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Adonai , in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your yesha' ·salvation·.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no place to stand; I have come into deep waters, where the floods flow over me.

³ I am weary with my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs on my head; those who would cut me off, being my enemies for wrong reasons, are mighty; what I did not steal, I have to give back.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness, and my sins are not hidden from you.

⁶ Let not those who hope in you be put to shame because of me, Lord Yahweh of hosts; let not those who seek you be brought to dishonor because of me, God of Israel.

⁷ For your sake I have borne rebuke; shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother's children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house has eaten me up, and the rebukes of those who rebuke you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and did not eat food, they insulted me.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became the object of a proverb to them.

¹² Those who sit in the city gate talk about me; I am a song of drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, at a time that you will accept; answer me in the trustworthiness of your salvation.

¹⁴ Pull me out of the mire, and do not let me sink; let me be taken away from those who hate me and rescued out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Do not let the floods of water overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Do not let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonour through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: my eyes fail while I wait for my God.

⁴ They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head: they that would destroy me, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty: then I restored that which I took not away.

⁵ O God, thou knowest my foolishness; and my sins are not hid from thee.

⁶ Let not them that wait on thee, O LORD God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel.

⁷ Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.

⁸ I am become a stranger to my brethren, and an alien to my mother's children.

⁹ For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee have fallen upon me.

¹⁰ When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

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

¹⁴ Deliver 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.

¹⁵ Let not the water-flood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Hosts. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

³ I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.

⁴ Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.

⁵ God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.

⁶ Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord GOD of Hosts. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonour through me, God of Israel.

⁷ Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.

⁸ I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁰ When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.

¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, LORD, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.

² I am set in the slime of the depth; and there is no substance. I came into the depth of the sea; and the tempest drenched or drowned me down.

³ I travailed crying, my cheeks were made hoarse; mine eyes failed, the while I hope/d into my God.

⁴ They that hated me without cause; were multiplied above the hairs of mine head. Mine enemies that pursued me unjustly were comforted; I paid then for those things, which I ravished not.

⁵ God, thou knowest mine unknow-ing; and my trespasses be not hid from thee.

⁶ Lord, Lord of virtues; they, that abide thee, be not ashamed in me. God of Israel; they, that seek thee, be not shamed on me.

⁷ For I suffered shame for thee; shame covered my face.

⁸ I am made a stranger to my brethren; and a pilgrim to the sons of my mother.

⁹ For the fervent love of thine house ate me; and the shames of men saying shames to thee fell on me.

¹⁰ And I covered my soul with fasting; and it was made into shame to me.

¹¹ And I putted or put for my cloth an hair-shirt; and I am made to them into a parable.

¹² They, that sat in the gate, spake against me; and they, that drank wine, sang of me.

¹³ But Lord, I dress my prayer to thee; God, I abide the time of good pleasance. Hear thou me in the multitude of thy mercy; in the truth of thine health.

¹⁴ Deliver thou me from the clay, that I be not fast set-in; deliver thou me from them that hate me, and from the depths or deepness of waters.

¹⁵ The tempest of water drench not me down, neither the depth swallow me; neither the pit make strait his mouth on me.

² I am set in the slime of the depth; and there is no substance. I came into the depth of the sea; and the tempest drenched me down. (I am sinking in the slime of the depth; and there is no firm ground beneath me. I came into the depth of the sea; for the tempest hath drowned me.)

³ I travailed crying, my cheeks were made hoarse; mine eyes failed, the while I hope/d into my God. (I am made weary from crying, my voice is made hoarse; my eyes have failed, yet all the while I have hope/d in my God.)

⁴ They that hated me without cause; were multiplied above the hairs of mine head. Mine enemies that pursued me unjustly were comforted; I paid then (for) those things, which I ravished not. (They who hated me for no reason, were greater in number than the hairs of my head. My enemies who unjustly persecuted me were strong; and I was forced to pay for what I did not steal.)

⁵ God, thou knowest mine unknowing, (or God, thou knowest my foolishness, or my ignorance); and my trespasses be not hid from thee.

⁶ Lord, Lord of virtues; they, that abide thee, be not ashamed in me. God of Israel; they, that seek thee, be not shamed on me. (Lord, Lord of hosts; let they, who wait for thee, be not shamed by me. God of Israel; let they, who seek thee, be not shamed by me.)

⁷ For I suffered shame for thee; shame covered my face.

⁸ I am made a stranger to my brethren; and a pilgrim to the sons of my mother.

⁹ For the fervent love of thine house ate me (or For my fervent love for thy House ate me up, or devoured me); and the shames of men saying shames to thee fell on me.

¹⁰ And I covered my soul with fasting; and it was made into shame to me. (I humbled myself by fasting; and I was reproached for even that.)

¹¹ And I putted (for) my cloth an hair-shirt; and I am made to them into a parable. (I had a hair-shirt for my cloak; and for that, I am made into their parable.)

¹² They, that sat in the gate, spake against me; and they, that drank wine, sang of me. (They, who sat by the gate, spoke against me; and they, who drank wine, sang about me.)

¹³ But Lord, I (ad) dress my prayer to thee; God, I abide the time of good pleasance. Hear thou me in the multitude of thy mercy; in the truth of thine health. (But Lord, I direct my prayer to thee; O God, I wait for the time of thy good pleasure. Hear thou me because of thy great love; because of the truth of thy salvation or because of the surety of thy deliverance.)

¹⁴ Deliver thou me from the clay, that I be not fast set-in; deliver thou me from them that hate me, and from the depths of waters/and from the deepness of waters. (Rescue thou me from the clay, so that I do not get stuck in it; save thou me from those who hate me, and from the depths of the waters or and from the deep waters.)

¹⁵ The tempest of water drench not me down, neither the depth swallow me; neither the pit make strait his mouth on me. (Let not the tempest of the water drown me, nor let the depths swallow me; let not the pit close its mouth upon me.)

² I have sunk in deep mire, And there is no standing, I have come into the depths of the waters, And a flood hath overflown me.

³ I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.

⁴ Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away — I bring back.

⁵ O God, Thou — Thou hast known Concerning my overturn, And my desolations from Thee have not been hid.

⁶ Let not those waiting on Thee be ashamed because of me, O Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Let not those seeking Thee Blush because of me, O God of Israel.

⁷ For because of Thee I have borne reproach, Shame hath covered my face.

⁸ A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.

⁹ For zeal for Thy house hath consumed me, And the reproaches of Thy reproachers Have fallen upon me.

¹⁰ And I weep in the fasting of my soul, And it is for a reproach to me.

¹¹ And I make my clothing sackcloth, And I am to them for a simile.

¹² Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.

¹³ And I — my prayer is to Thee, O Jehovah, A time of good pleasure, O God, In the abundance of Thy kindness, Answer me in the truth of Thy salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me from the mire, and let me not sink, Let me be delivered from those hating me, And from deep places of waters.

¹⁵ Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.