Psalms 69:7-23 in English

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, O Jehovah; for thy lovingkindness is good: According to the multitude of thy tender mercies turn thou unto me.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in distress; answer me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: Ransom me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor: Mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my food; And in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare; And when they are in peace, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they cannot see; And make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ Hear me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, O LORD; for thy lovingkindness is good: according to the multitude of thy tender mercies turn thou unto me.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress; answer me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: ransom me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare; and when they are in peace, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ O Yahweh, answer my prayer and help me because you are good and love me faithfully.

¹⁷ Do not ◄hide yourself from/refuse to hear► me; answer me quickly because I am in great trouble.

¹⁸ Come near to me and save me; rescue me from my enemies.

¹⁹ You know that I am insulted and that people cause me to feel ashamed and dishonored; you know who all my enemies are.

²⁰ Their insults have deeply offended me, and I ◄feel helpless/am in despair►. I searched for someone who would pity me, but there was no one. I wanted someone to encourage/comfort me, but there were none.

²¹ Instead, they gave me food that tasted like poison, and when I was thirsty, they gave me sour wine to drink.

²² I hope/desire that the feasts MTY that they enjoy will ◄become a snare for/bring trouble to► them, and that those whom they invite to the sacrificial feasts will also be trapped.

²³ I hope/desire that their eyesight will become dim so that they cannot see anything, and that their backs/bodies will become weaker and weaker.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonour. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

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

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

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

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

²⁰ My 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.

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

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

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

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, O Jehovah; for thy loving-kindness is good: according to the abundance of thy tender mercies, turn toward me;

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant, for I am in trouble: answer me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, be its redeemer; ransom me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am overwhelmed: and I looked for sympathy, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ Yea, they gave me gall for my food, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table become a snare before them, and their very welfare a trap;

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not, and make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ Please answer my prayers, Lord, for you are good and love me with your trustworthy love; because of your kindness, please help me.

¹⁷ Don't turn away from me, your servant. Please answer me quickly because I'm in trouble.

¹⁸ Come here and rescue me; set me free from my enemies.

¹⁹ You—you know my shame, my disgrace, my humiliation. You see everything my enemies are doing.

²⁰ Insults have broken my heart—I am so sick there is no cure. I looked for some sympathy, but there was no one! Nobody showed me any compassion.

²¹ Instead they gave me bitter herbs to eat and vinegar to drink.

²² May the table set before them become a trap for them, a net that catches them, bringing punishment.

²³ May their eyes become blind so they cannot see, and may their backs always be bent low in dejection.

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.

¹⁶ Heare me, O Lord, for thy louing kindnes is good: turne vnto me according to ye multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy seruant, for I am in trouble: make haste and heare me.

¹⁸ Draw neere vnto my soule and redeeme it: deliuer me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou hast knowen my reproofe and my shame, and my dishonour: all mine aduersaries are before thee.

²⁰ Rebuke hath broken mine heart, and I am full of heauinesse, and I looked for some to haue pitie on me, but there was none: and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ For they gaue me gall in my meate, and in my thirst they gaue me vineger to drinke.

²² Let their table be a snare before them, and their prosperitie their ruine.

²³ Let their eyes be blinded that they see not: and make their loynes alway to tremble.

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.

¹⁶ (69-17) Answer me, O LORD, for Thy mercy is good; according to the multitude of Thy compassions turn Thou unto me.

¹⁷ (69-18) And hide not Thy face from Thy servant; for I am in distress; answer me speedily.

¹⁸ (69-19) Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it; ransom me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ (69-20) Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion; mine adversaries are all before Thee.

²⁰ (69-21) Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sore sick; and I looked for some to show compassion, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ (69-22) Yea, they put poison into my food; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² (69-23) Let their table before them become a snare; and when they are in peace, let it become a trap.

²³ (69-24) Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to totter.

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.

¹⁶ Hear me, O Lord; for thy lovingkindness is good: Turn unto me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; For I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: Deliver me because of mine enemies.

¹⁹ Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: Mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: And I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; And for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my meat; And in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table become a snare before them: And that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; And make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ (69:17) Answer me, O Lord; for thy kindness is good: according to the multitude of thy mercies turn thou unto me.

¹⁷ (69:18) And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress: make haste and answer me.

¹⁸ (69:19) Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: because of my enemies do thou ransom me.

¹⁹ (69:20) Thou well knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion: before thee are all my assailants.

²⁰ (69:21) Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sick; and I waited for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ (69:22) And they put into my food gall; and in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.

²² (69:23) May then their table become a snare before them: and to those that are at peace, a trap.

²³ (69:24) May their eyes become dark, that they cannot see; and make their loins continually to waver.

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!

¹⁶ Hear me, O LORD! since great is thy loving-kindness; According to the abundance of thy tender mercies look upon me!

¹⁷ Hide not thy face from thy servant; I am greatly distressed, O make haste to mine aid!

¹⁸ Draw near to me, and redeem my life; Deliver me because of my enemies!

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproach, and dishonor, and shame; All my adversaries are in thy view!

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness; I look for pity, but there is none; For comforters, but find none.

²¹ For my food they give me gall, And in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.

²² May their table be to them a snare; May it be a trap to them, while they are at ease!

²³ May their eyes be darkened, that they may not see; And cause their loins continually to shake!

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Lord, in your gracious kindness, turn to me in your great compassion.

¹⁷ Hide not your face from your servant, for I am in trouble; O answer me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw near to me, redeem me; because of my enemies, ransom me.

¹⁹ You know how I am insulted; in your sight are all my foes.

²⁰ Insult has broken my heart, past cure are my shame and confusion. For pity I looked — there was none! And for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ Poison they gave me for food, and to slake my thirst they gave vinegar.

²² May their table, outspread, be a trap to them, and their peace-offerings be a snare.

²³ May their eyes be darkened and blind, make them shake without ceasing.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Lord, in your gracious kindness, turn to me in your great compassion.

¹⁷ Hide not your face from your servant, for I am in trouble; O answer me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw near to me, redeem me; because of my enemies, ransom me.

¹⁹ You know how I am insulted; in your sight are all my foes.

²⁰ Insult has broken my heart, past cure are my shame and confusion. For pity I looked — there was none! And for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ Poison they gave me for food, and to slake my thirst they gave vinegar.

²² May their table, outspread, be a trap to them, and their peace-offerings be a snare.

²³ May their eyes be darkened and blind, make them shake without ceasing.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Adonai , for your cheshed ·loving-kindness· is good. According to the multitude of your tender racham · merciful love·, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul, and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me gall for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Yahweh, for your covenant faithfulness is good; because your mercies for me are many, turn to me.

¹⁷ Do not hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress; answer me quickly.

¹⁸ Come to me and redeem me. Because of my enemies, ransom me.

¹⁹ You know my rebuke, my shame, and my dishonor; my adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Rebuke has broken my heart; I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; I looked for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me poison for my food; in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare; when they think they are in safety, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened so that they cannot see; and always make their loins shake.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonour. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Hear me, O LORD; for thy loving-kindness is good: turn to me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.

¹⁷ And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in trouble: hear me speedily.

¹⁸ Draw nigh to my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor: my adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They gave me also gall for my food; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table become a snare before them: and that which should have been for their welfare, let it become a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, that they see not; and make their loins continually to shake.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, LORD, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹⁷ Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!

¹⁸ Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonour. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.

²¹ They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.

²² Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.

²³ Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.

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.

¹⁶ Lord, hear thou me, for thy mercy is benign; after the multitude of thy merciful doings behold thou into me.

¹⁷ And turn not away thy face from thy servant; for I am in tribulation, hear thou me swiftly.

¹⁸ Give thou attention to my soul, and deliver thou it; for mine enemies, deliver thou me.

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproof, and my despising; and my shame. All that trouble me be in thy sight;

²⁰ mine heart abode in shame, and wretchedness. And I abode him, that was sorry together with me, and none was; and that should comfort me, and I found not.

²¹ And they gave gall into my meat; and in my thirst they gave to me drink with vinegar.

²² The board of them be made before them into a snare; and into yieldings, and into cause of stumbling.

²³ Their eyes be made dark, that they see not; and evermore bow down the back of them.

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.)

¹⁶ Lord, hear thou me, for thy mercy is benign; after the multitude of thy merciful doings behold thou into me. (Lord, hear thou me, out of the goodness of thy love; and according to the multitude of thy merciful doings, look thou upon me.)

¹⁷ And turn not away thy face from thy servant; for I am in tribulation, hear thou me swiftly, (or for I am in trouble, so answer thou me swiftly).

¹⁸ Give thou attention to my soul, and deliver thou it; for mine enemies, deliver thou me. (Give thou attention to me, and save me; save thou me from my enemies or save thou me, for I have many enemies.)

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproof, and my despising; and my shame. All that trouble me be in thy sight; (Thou knowest the reproaches, and the despisings, and the shames that I bear. All who trouble me be before thee;)

²⁰ mine heart abode (in) shame, and wretchedness. And I abode him, that was sorry together (with me), and none was; and that should comfort me, and I found not. (shame and wretchedness live in my heart. And I waited for someone, who would be sad together with me, but there was no one; and someone who would comfort me, but I found no one.)

²¹ And they gave gall into my meat; and in my thirst they gave to me drink with vinegar. (And they gave me gall for my food; and for my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.)

²² The board of them be made before them into a snare; and into yieldings, and into cause of stumbling. (May their own table be made into a snare before them; and may their sacred feasts be made into a trap, yea, the reason for their downfall, or ruin.)

²³ Their eyes be made dark, that they see not; and evermore bow down the back of them. (May their eyes be made dark, or dim, so that they cannot see; and bow down their backs forevermore or and make their backs crooked forevermore.)

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.

¹⁶ Answer me, O Jehovah, for good is Thy kindness, According to the abundance Of Thy mercies turn Thou unto me,

¹⁷ And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, For I am in distress — haste, answer me.

¹⁸ Be near unto my soul — redeem it, Because of mine enemies ransom me.

¹⁹ Thou — Thou hast known my reproach, And my shame, and my blushing, Before Thee are all mine adversaries.

²⁰ Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.

²¹ And they give for my food gall, And for my thirst cause me to drink vinegar.

²² Their table before them is for a snare, And for a recompence — for a trap.

²³ Darkened are their eyes from seeing, And their loins continually shake Thou.