Psalms 69:2-4

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

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

⁴Those 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.