Psalms 69:8-19

⁸I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's sons;

⁹For the zeal of thy house hath devoured me, and the reproaches of them that reproach thee have fallen upon me.

¹⁰And I wept, my soul was fasting: that also was to my reproach; —

¹¹And I made sackcloth my garment: then I became a proverb to them.

¹²They that sit in the gate talk of me, and I am the song of the drunkards.

¹³But 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:

¹⁴Deliver 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.

¹⁵Let not the flood of waters overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up; and let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

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

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

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

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