Psalms 69:3-29

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

⁴Those 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.

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

⁶Let 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

¹³But 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.

¹⁴Take 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.

¹⁵Let 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.

¹⁶Give an answer to my words, O Lord; for your mercy is good: be turned to me, because of your great pity.

¹⁷Let not your face be covered from your servant, for I am in trouble; quickly give me an answer.

¹⁸Come near to my soul, for its salvation: be my saviour, because of those who are against me.

¹⁹You have seen my shame, how I was laughed at and made low; my haters are all before you.

²⁰My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.

²¹They gave me poison for my food; and bitter wine for my drink.

²²Let their table before them be for their destruction; let their feasts become a net to take them.

²³Let their eyes be blind so that they may not see; let their bodies for ever be shaking.

²⁴Let your curse come on them; let the heat of your wrath overtake them.

²⁵Give their houses to destruction, and let there be no one in their tents.

²⁶Because they are cruel to him against whom your hand is turned; they make bitter the grief of him who is wounded by you.

²⁷Let their punishment be increased; let them not come into your righteousness.

²⁸Let their names be taken from the book of the living, let them not be numbered with the upright.

²⁹But I am poor and full of sorrow; let me be lifted up by your salvation, O Lord.