Psalms 69:3-12

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.

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

⁶Let 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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