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.